Noble Husband At the Door
Chapter 88

Chapter 88

The little boy was proud of Simon's behavior and said, "Dad, I want to be as mighty as you in the

future."

Simon proudly patted his son on the head and said," You must be better than me. In the future, you

must bring your young bros out of the ghettos so I can enjoy a bit of happiness."

Both father and son were in the midst of fantasizing about their beautiful future when Samuel returned

home from buying food. The minute he saw that little kid bringing a few men back to seek revenge and

beat Asher, an unstoppable killing intent soared in his heart.

"Dad, it's him! He’s the one who hit me just now." The little boy pointed to Samuel and said to Simon.

Simon grinned grimly and looked at Samuel. "Motherf* cker. Are you the dog who hit my son? Kneel

and apologize to him, otherwise I’ll break your legs today."

Samuel tossed the food in his hands away and walked straight to Simon.

At that point, an unprecedented killing intent emitted from Samuel.

Upon seeing that, several subordinates stood in front o f Simon with an expression that suggested

Samuel was not taken seriously.

"How dare you hit Brother Yann's son. Your balls are pretty big."

"From your looks, you're not even from the ghettos. Don't you know that no outsider dares to come to

the ghettos to cause trouble?"

"Aren't you going to kneel..."

Samuel's legs got going and he ran at them like a hungry tiger rushing for food. His fist roared in the

wind and several of those condescending men collapsed in a wailing mess.

Simon also relied on his fists to achieve the status he had that day. No one in the ghetto area was a

match for him.

However, Samuel's fierce methods stunned Simon completely. His ruthlessness was completely off the

charts!

After Simon came back to his senses, Samuel kicked him in the stomach, sending him staggering back

a couple dozen steps before falling onto the ground.

The pale-faced Simon felt that as though a hole had almost been kicked through his stomach and the

pain was truly unbearable.

Samuel kept walking and continued to approach Simon.

Noticing the killing intent in Samuel's eyes, Simon felt scared and terrified for the first time. He said,

"Bro, what are you doing? If there’s something you want to

say, let’s just talk it out."

Samuel kicked Simon's face and blood suddenly spurted out everywhere. Simon's nose was

completely destroyed.

"Brother, if there’s anything you want to talk about, let’s talk it out nicely. Just stop hitting me first, I’m

begging you."

As soon as Simon's voice was heard, Samuel punched Simon's temple again. His ears buzzed and a

black glow in front of him nearly made him pass out.

Seeing Simon getting beaten up, the little boy ran to Samuel without any regard for life or death. He

was about to kick him when Samuel delivered the kick first, causing him to roll several meters before

coming to a halt.

"How do you want to die?" Samuel asked Simon coldly.

Simon was so terrified that he lost all courage at that moment. Although he had been flaunting his

strength in the ghetto, he had never dared to take a life. On the other hand, the young man in front of

him wanted him to die, and Simon was incredibly certain of it.

The look in his eyes and expression was as though he was looking at a dead person.

Simon was so frightened that he knelt in front of Samuel and said in a panic, "Brother, I was wrong, I

should be damned. Please spare me. I’ll do whatever you want as long as you're willing to spare me."

Samuel took a deep breath. Although he could easily kill Simon, murder was ultimately a crime. Many

people had been watching and they were all witnesses. Samuel had no reason to get too emotional

over that and end up being mired.

He walked to Asher's side and said heartbreakingly," I'm the one to blame. If I hadn't left you alone at

home, you wouldn't have been beaten."

Asher tugged the corner of Samuel's clothes and shook his head in fear. He did not mean to blame

Samuel.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat first, okay?" Samuel continued.

Although Asher was scared, he knew he was hungry and nodded hurriedly.

Samuel moved the small square table to the door and had dinner with Asher. Simon and several of his

subordinates, including his son, knelt in front of Samuel. The scene left many of those whom Simon

terrorized clapping and rejoicing in secret.