Slumdog Billionaire Husband
Chapter 66

Chapter 66 Is He Making a Fucking Movie?

In the bar, many people were looking at Gerald.

Surrounded by more than a dozen people, Gerald remained quite calm, while the girl in the black dress next to him changed her expression and hurriedly said, "This is a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? There is nothing to misunderstand. Take him away!" The short-haired man tittered and glanced

at Gerald.

Gerald did not know this person even without the slightest impression of him.

As for why this man knew him, he could probably guess.

Since Armand wanted to teach him a lesson in Los Angeles, he naturally showed Gerald's photos to his subordinates.

He slowly let out a breath, looked at the short-haired man, and said, "I said that he was the one who started the fight."

"Does it matter who started the fight?" The short-haired man chuckled and looked at Gerald. "You're digging your own grave. You defiled Armand's sister, and even dared to come to his turf? How dare you? Take him away!"

In an instant, several people approached Gerald.

Opposite Gerald, Andrew's face showed a gloating look.

Gerald looked around and frowned after replaceing that there were too many people in the surroundings.

Night Watch usually kept a low profile and would not make a move in public.

Previously, when Gerald attacked others, including Fletcher, he was certain that they would not tell anyone about this

matter.

However, things were different. Under the watchful eyes of the public, if his extraordinary strength was exposed, it would violate the rules of Night Watch.

He frowned slightly and endured it.

"Don't touch me. I can walk by myself." Gerald glanced indifferently at the two people who were approaching him.

"Well, kid, you are quite brash." The person who came over was a strong man. When he heard Gerald's words, he grinned. "I just want to provoke you. What can you do to me?"

As he spoke, he directly reached out his hand towards Gerald!

At this time, Gerald grabbed his fingers, exerted force on his wrist, and suddenly bent the man's fingers downwards

"Ah!"

In the next instant, the strong man let out a scream.

Under the crowd's gazes, he couldn't use those extraordinary martial arts but ordinary martial arts, which was still no problem.

No one had expected that Gerald would dare to attack under such circumstances. The short-haired man licked his lips. "How dare you assault him? Interesting! No wonder you've been sent to prison before." "Let go!" the others quickly surrounded him and said in a low voice.

Gerald raised his eyebrows slightly and pushed him back.

He said, "I'll go with you, but don't fucking touch me. Whoever touches me will die!"

"You..."

They were furious when they saw that Gerald still dared to speak to them in such a manner.

At this time, the short-haired man waved his hand. "Let him walk by himself. When we reach a place with no one around, let's kick his ass."

A smile appeared on Gerald's lips.

People were leading the way. Gerald was just about to step out when the black-dressed beauty called Gigi hurriedly said, "You can't go with them. You will be beaten to death by them."

This girl was kind and righteous.

Gerald stared at her with a smile and then ignored her. He followed the group of people and left the bar, walking through the back door of the bar.

The beautiful woman in the black dress was anxious, but there was nothing she could do. She wanted to follow, but she was very afraid.

Meanwhile, Andrew said with a smile, "Gigi, be good, okay? I am wrong. Let's go back first, okay? I don't know how you found him, but this guy is a rapist. Nine years ago, Bree Cousy was defiled by this bastard. Armand is a shareholder of this bar. Since Gerald fell into the hands of Armand, he'll be hit to death by them. Moreover, he deserves it."

"It's all because of you. You scum!" The black-dressed beauty screamed and ran towards the door of the bar without looking back!

When she reached the door, she stood up and paced back and forth. Later, Andrew also ran out with his people and

tried to persuade her.

But the black-dressed beauty ignored him.

She knew that things started because of her. She hoped to wait at the door. If Gerald was seriously injured later, she could send Gerald to the hospital immediately.

Gerald was led by more than a dozen people through the back door of the bar. Behind the bar was relatively open land. After Gerald was brought to the back, when the back door opened, a person behind Gerald said in a low voice, "There were so many people just now. We don't want to ruin the business and image of the bar. Damn it! How dare you attack

me?"

While talking, he directly jumped behind and raised his foot to kick Gerald.

A cold light suddenly flashed in Gerald's eyes. He slightly turned sideways, reached out his right hand, grabbed that man's leg, and pulled it.

Gerald pulled straight that man's leg and the man was forced to do the splits.

"Ah!"

How could he have such flexibility? He let out a scream.

"Fuck you!" When the others saw that Gerald still dared to make a move, they let out waves of roars.

"Don't worry!" At this time, the short-haired man said happily. After the group of angry people stopped talking, the

short-haired man sneered, stepped forward, surveyed Gerald, and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Enoch Sanchez. Just call me Enoch!"

"Your skills are not bad. It seems that you have practiced a lot in prison these years," Enoch said as he stared at

Gerald.

Gerald stood there and calmly looked at Enoch. "Are you sure you want to attack me?"

"Or?" Enoch asked with a smirk.

Gerald swept his gaze across the crowd and shrugged his shoulders. "Alright, I'm not in a good mood. I might be happy after a fight, but... you only have 13 people. I'm afraid that you can't win!" Enoch looked at Gerald, narrowed his eyes slightly, lit a cigarette, took a few steps back, and waved. "Go ahead. Kick his ass, but don't beat him to death. Armand should be on his way here." The group of people laughed sinisterly.

Gerald let out a breath and also smiled at them.

"Go on!"

In the next instant, some shouted and some rushed up to hold Gerald.

Behind them, Enoch had a cigarette in his mouth with his hands in his pocket as if he was going to watch a good

show.

In front of him, thirteen people surrounded Gerald. He only saw the crowd moving up and down, but he could not see what happened clearly. Screams could be heard from time to time.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

In the middle, in the face of one dozen people, Gerald moved so fast that it was almost impossible for these people to

touch him.

Bang! Bang!

Bang!

Gerald's gaze was cold as he dodged and attacked!

These strong men were more powerful than ordinary people, but in front of Gerald, they were nothing.

Gerald clenched his fists and punched them so hard. In just a few minutes, more and more people were beaten to the ground.

Behind them, Enoch's cigarette froze in his mouth. He even forgot to take a puff and just stared blankly at what was happening in front of him.

Bang!

Suddenly, the last person was punched in the lower abdomen by Gerald. Then he was thrown into the air and smashed

hard on the ground in front of Enoch.

Gerald clapped his hands, looked at Enoch, and said, "I said that you couldn't win, right?"

Enoch swallowed hard as his pupils shrank and he stared at Gerald in shock. Then, he asked in a trembling voice, "How ... how is this possible?"

He defeated thirteen people? What happened? Is he making a fucking movie? thought Enoch.

Then he suddenly saw Gerald, who was in front of him, walking towards him with a smile.