The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 667

At this time, the scene of the press conference was in utter chaos.

Blake's people had directly blocked the door and surrounded Wynn and the others, not letting them out at all.

All the media he contacted broadcasted the news willfully.

They just stood quietly at the side, watching the show.

Where were all the security guards?

They had been bribed by Blake's people and disappeared long ago.

Where did Cynthia go?

There was an accident in the next hall and she went to deal with it. As soon as she returned, she saw this scene.

"Miss Johnston!"

Cynthia was anxious. She quickly pushed through the crowd, ran over, and hugged Wynn. She noticed the blood stains on her skirt and knew that the matter was serious! "Security! Security! Get away from her!" Cynthia shouted, but dozens of people still gathered around with indifferent expressions. They were still pointing and cursing at Wynn.

Howard and Hayley also tried to reason with the crowd, even starting to scuffle with the group of people.

However, it was to no avail!

The entire situation was under Blake's control.

'You dare to fight with me? You're still too young!' Blake mocked in his heart. He drank the last drop of red wine in the glass and motioned to his subordinates. "Send more people to mess this place up. It's best if they can get rid of the child in the woman's belly."

"Yes, Boss."

The men in black suits immediately walked out of the venue to make a phone call.

Before long, a group of punks with bats and the like rushed into the hall.

"Damn it, who's Wynn Johnston! F*ck! My mother took the medicine from Beacon and died!" The leader was a bald guy with a disgusting face. He waved the baseball bat in his hand and shouted loudly. The excited and condemning crowd dispersed. The gang rushed in and saw Wynn lying on the ground with six or seven people gathered around her.

"F*ck! It's this b*tch?! Her face is pretty, but her heart is black!" the bald guy yelled arrogantly. He waved his hand and said, "Boys, wallop her! Kill this evil businesswoman!"

As soon as the words fell, the seven or eight men behind him were about to rush over to Wynn.

Howard panicked. He stood out abruptly, grabbed a folding iron chair in his hand, and roared, "Who dares to touch her?!"

From behind him, another male assistant also rushed out and stood beside Howard.

How could Howard not be anxious? Philip had asked him to take care of Wynn, but because of his negligence, this situation happened instead.

If anything happened to the baby in Wynn's stomach, he could not shirk the responsibility. He could even die from the guilt!

"F*ck! There's someone here not afraid to die!"

With a roar, the bald guy struck him with the baseball bat!

All of a sudden, seven or eight people huddled together to fight Howard and his assistant!

Pandemonium!

However, it was over quickly.

After all, there were only two of them.

Howard and the male assistant were directly beaten to the ground. They were bloodied and miserable.

With tears in her eyes, Hayley rushed up and shouted, "Don't touch my man! I'm calling the police!"

Smack!

The bald guy stepped up and slapped Hayley to the ground fiercely, even kicking her a few times while yelling, "B*tch! I'm only after Wynn Johnston today. If you dare to be nosy, don't blame me for coming after you too!"

At his roar, the group of people watching quickly dispersed in droves to avoid being inflicted.

"Just kill her! B*tch!"

"That's right. Making money without conscience... To think I wanted to invest in them before this."

"Beacon is rotten to the core! Make them bankrupt!"

This group of people stood on the sidelines but did not stop incriminating Wynn and Beacon.

The bald guy sneered and walked toward Wynn who was still on the ground. Her face was pale, but she had finally regained consciousness.

"Are you Wynn Johnston? Very good. Do you want to pay with money or pay with your life?" That guy taunted.

On the side, Cynthia could not bear it any longer. She stood up and asked the bald guy grimly, "Who told you to come here?"

They were deliberately looking for trouble.

Smack!

The bald guy slapped her and cursed, "Damn it! You look pretty, but is it your place to speak up here? Why, do you want to rock the cradle with me?"

With a red palm print on her cheeks, Cynthia's eyes spouted fire as she shouted, "Security!"

However, no security guards came out.

She knew things were bad.

Someone must be giving instructions behind the scene.