Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 137 Bear Grudges

With this shout, the punk-look man defensively glared at Noah as well.

Noah said in a loose tone with a cigarette in his mouth, "Don't you want to protect women?"

Ferne was embarrassed. No one liked to be exposed as a weak mouse while showing off. Let alone he said it so straightforward. Life is already hard, so don't expose the truth!

Time was running out. The punk-look man's knife was almost at his neck. Ferne closed his eyes and shouted, "OK! I'm pretentious!"

It was indeed a bit humiliating. However, Noah didn't want to stop at the right place. He just wanted to be insatiable.

"I'm a vengeful person," he said with a long tone.

Ferne's eyes were burning, "You broke my wine! It's worth millions of!"

Noah lowered his head and lit a cigarette. "You guys continue."

The punk-look man approached Ferne's neck with the knife and took out his wallet.

Ferne struggled hard, but he didn't break free. He could only shout at Noah, "OK! OK! OK! I was wrong! You can do whatever you want with me, ok?! Can you save me now?"

Noah took a sip of his cigarette and raised his brows. His smile revealed his evil nature. "Deal."

"I'm warning you. Don't come over. As soon as you come over, I'll ..." The punk-look man held his knife pointing at him.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked away by Noah and hit Ferne's body, knocking out three people who were clamping down on Ferne.

Ferne almost spat out blood. As he slid down the wall, he desperately wondered if this bastard had deliberately used so much strength!

Afterwards, Noah pressed down on the heads of two men who rushed over and knocked them down. They fainted on the ground. There was still one who shouted at Noah with a knife in his hand, "You, you, you... Don't come over. I, I, I, I..."

Noah still had a cigarette in his mouth. He raised his eyebrows and grinned at the man. There's a dimple on his cheek. It was a resolute and upright face. However, this man was full of banditry's aura. He was wearing a suit and calmly maintained himself like a social elite, but when fighting, he was better than a street gangster!

He walked towards the man with the knife and took away his knife. Then, he flipped his fingertips and used the knife to give him a haircut. Then, he handed the knife over and smiled. "Fifty." That man was stunned, "What?"

"I said, the cost of cutting your hair," Noah patiently repeated, "Is Fifty."

The man took out the money from his pocket trembling and pressed it flat before handing it over. He didn't dare to imagine how he looked like. He only saw the shadow on the ground. The knife almost circled around the man's hand and he didn't dare to move. He was afraid that his neck would be cut in the next second.

The punk-look man had already stood up again. He quickly took out Ferne's wallet and approached Noah. "I was wrong. Here's your wallet."

At this moment, the little girl suddenly rushed over and hugged Noah's arm, "Help me! I'm so scared..."

She hadn't even rushed forward when Noah grabbed her chin and lifted her face.

"You came to this place alone at night, dressed like this," he said, glancing indifferently at her face, the corners of his mouth curved, the dimples on his cheeks shallow, and his eyes full of ridicule. "Put on makeup and sprayed cheap perfume..."

With a change of tone, he turned to look at Ferne and said, "It's a trap. You are so foolish to save her." Noah raised his eyes to glance at the punk-look man and said in a light tone, "They're from the same group."

The girl's expression changed as expected. She instantly retreated into the encirclement. At this moment, a new batch of hoodlums surged in from outside.

The dim yellow street lamp illuminated this dark alley that no one had noticed. For a moment, they could only see the vast crowd. They walked over to the punk-look man and shouted at the little girl who had just pretended to be weak and afraid, "Karen, we're coming!"

Ferne got up from the ground. Only now did he realize the truth. He, a policeman, was not as perceptive as Noah. He glared at the little girl called Karen and asked, "You're the one who took the lead?" Just as Karen was about to reply, Noah suddenly said with a faint smile, "I won't hit a woman."

Ferne turned his head to look at him and saw Noah suddenly jumped up. He punched out, and the moment his waist bent down, he suddenly bounced out again. The second punch went in the opposite direction. His punch was fierce and accurate, and the person who was hit almost couldn't stand up in an instant. Ferne immediately joined the battle.

A group fight with more than twenty people which should have been chaotic was turned into a one-sided crushing battle by Noah. The anger and dissatisfaction of being detained by Ferne in the wine cellar were all vented on this group of people.

Until the end, when everyone fell to the ground, Ferne stretched out his hand and pulled him. He was also smashed by Noah's fist. Fortunately, Ferne dodged quickly and Noah's strength was almost exhausted. That punch wasn't too heavy either, and it missed. Noah frowned and felt unhappy. He changed the hand and prepared to launch a second attack.

"Holy shit! You fool! It's me!" Ferne pushed him. Noah was pushed so hard that he staggered and sat down beside the wall. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky. A few stars were flashing in the dark sky.

Ferne sat beside him and gasped heavily.

Just my luck to have this happen!

It was not easy to show off himself while being exposed in front of so many people. It was not easy to save a beauty like a hero, while the hero was almost beaten to death. The weak little girl even turned out to be the big boss!

Ferne almost had a myocardial infarction.

Noah picked up the phone after a while. It was Christy. "Noah, don't come back tonight. I'm going to live somewhere else."

Noah frowned as he looked at the location she had sent him. He immediately understood that he couldn't go back and live there anymore.

Did they attack so quickly?

He hung up the phone and looked at the punk-look man lying all over the place. He then looked at Karen who was tied up motionlessly and asked, "Did you call the police?"

"Yes."

Noah finally stood up. There was nothing else for him to do next.

"What are you doing?" Ferne grabbed his leg.

Noah glanced at him. He was a little cold, but more tired. "Find a hotel to sleep in."

"Go to my place. For free." Ferne patted his butt and stood up. His back was aching now. It was as if he had been hit by someone on the ground. His entire body hurt. He took a step and grinned. Fortunately, he was pretentious enough and didn't change his expression at all.

Just as he took a step forward, he saw Noah ripple with a smile, revealing a dimple on his cheek, "My face finally came in handy."

Ferne was speechless.

Such a poker face...

Noah knew what Ferne was thinking. He stared straight at Ferne as if he would kill Ferne if he dared to say it out.

After all, Noah saved him, so he gave him a thumbs-up unconsciously, "Good-looking! Handsome!"

Such a pretentious man had succumbed to another man's force.D