True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 423

Heinz couldn't bear to see the expression they had on their faces.

The eyes of Carl's hooligans were shining brightly. It seemed that they had never seen such a big sum of money.

Carl was also stunned. He was humiliated.

"Brothers, what's wrong with your expressions?" Carl asked his subordinates.

"Carl, twenty millions. That's enough to resolve our pressing needs," said one of them to Carl.

"A*shole," Carl's face was red and his neck was thick with anger. "You're selling me for just a little bit of money?"

"I'm sorry!" One of the hooligans who had a stammer had run to Heinz. "Mr. Jones, I-1 don't want to be an enemy of yours." Heinz narrowed his eyes and slightly lifted his chin, looking very proud. He continued observing the other people in front of him. They were still hesitating.

The gang was divided into three groups. The ones who surrendered, those who hesitated, and the one who resisted tenaciously.

Heinz took out the checkbook again, signed a check and gave it to Lester.

"Lester, this check is only for that little brother alone. A wise man always knows what's good in any circumstances." "Yes!" Lester took the check and walked to the sole hooligan who was on Heinz's side. Immediately, the hooligan stammered even more.

"Five... five...five million," he muttered. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Heinz said in a low voice, "It's only for you alone!"

"Mr. Jones, thank you." The hooligan suddenly sniffed and began to cry.

"What are you crying for?" Lester had never seen a man who cried so easily. After all, he was a gangster.

"I, I want to cry!" stammered the hooligan as wiped his tears and looked at Carl. "I have never seen so much money in my life. In the past few years, I have been working with Carl. I have nothing except enough money for eating and drinking. I don't even have a wife. I can't afford condoms for girlfriends. Brother, I'm sorry, I'm really in need of the money."

Seeing that the sum of money had been given to the stammering hooligan, the rest of them looked upset. They all gathered around the stammering hooligan and began to bow to Heinz.

"Mr. Jones, we are also forced to do this. Please be magnanimous."

"Okay!" Heinz said in a deep voice, "Those of you who changed your mind after the first fellow will only get a shared amount of 20 million dollars altogether. If you cripple him, you can go to get the check. The bank won't stop you."

A few of them were very annoyed but that feeling lasted no more than a minute.

"Of course, I can also provide shelter for this stammering fellow in a separate place from the rest of you; far away from your pursuit, and far away from Carl's revenge," Heinz said in a deep voice again. Heinz had already thought of a way out for them.

They were all hesitant. Their eyes darted around at each other and they exchanged countless looks. Then they said to Carl, "Big brother, just endure it."

After that, they rushed to Carl together and punched him.

Heinz leaned back against the car lazily, squinting at them. He was just watching the fun, not afraid of making a big deal.

Alex just stood there for a while, but he did not let his guard down and stayed alert the entire time.

Carl was in the middle, and several people were beating him together.

"Not using enough strength." Lester shouted loudly.

It seemed that they were not willing to actually hurt Carl.

Alex also shouted, "Are you kidding? 25 million dollars, do you think you can simply get it?"

The few of them heard Alex and immediately attacked Carl with even greater force.

Ten minutes later, Carl was beaten black and blue.

"Where are his legs?" Lester shouted again.

"Break his legs." Alex also shouted.

The few of them moved together and looked as if they were about to break Carl's legs.

Heinz yelled, "Stop!"

Lester and Alex both looked at Heinz, very puzzled.

They all stopped and looked at Heinz in surprise.

Carl's face was unbearably swollen, and the corner of his mouth, nose, and eyebrows were full of wounds.

He sat on the ground, no longer arrogant, as if he had accepted his fate. He drooped his head and was exhaling heavily.

They all looked at Heinz, waiting for the next order.

Heinz looked at them and said in a low voice, "How do you feel?"

No one dared to speak because they didn't know what Heinz meant.

"Carl!" Heinz looked at him and said flatly, "How do you feel?"

"I'll admit it," Carl said, panting. "Mr. Jones, I'll admit it, but I won't accept it!"

Heinz burst into laughter. "You won't accept this?"

"Yes, I don't accept it," said Carl. He turned his head and glanced at Heinz. "I lost due to your money, not you."

Heinz looked at him with a playful smile in his eyes. "The capital determines the market and status."

"I don't have any money," Carl said with a bitter smile. "My brothers have also suffered a lot for me. I accept that I have been treated this way by them today. People die for money and birds die for food. They have never seen this much money before. I understand that if you tempt them with money, they will give in. But I won't. Come on, break my legs. I hope you can keep your word. Two and a half million dollars will be given to them."

Initially, Heinz didn't feel anything about Carl, but at that moment, his words surprised him. Carl was indeed a man of courage.

Those several people were also frightened by his words, and at the same time, their eyes turned red.

"You're quite a man." Heinz said lightly, "However, it's really shameless for you to hit a woman. You're all men who practise martial arts. Who doesn't know that you're not supposed to hurt women and children? That's so low of you."

Carl lowered his head. "Yes, that was low of me. I'll admit that."

Heinz smiled and said, "I want your legs. Both legs. You will be disabled for the rest of your life. Can you accept that?"

Carl was stunned. He visibly hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he also sighed helplessly. "Oh! Since the day I entered the underworld, I've thought about it. It doesn't matter. You can do it."

Carl closed his eyes and didn't want to beg for mercy anymore.

Those people all looked at Heinz, waiting for his order.

Heinz looked at them indifferently and did not give any order.

Heinz looked at Carl again and said to several people, "There's no need to for that. Let him keep his legs."

"Ah-" They were all stunned and couldn't believe what Heinz was doing. They looked at him and didn't quite understand what he was doing. Even Carl was stunned. He opened his eyes and looked at Heinz.

Heinz said, "Keep your legs."

Carl looked at the others in confusion.

"You can keep the check. From now on, if anything happen to Jensen and his family. I won't let go of any of you," Heinz said in a deep voice. They looked at each other in dismay.

"Lester!" Heinz shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Lester took out a stack of photos and sheets of paper from the car and threw them on the ground.

As soon as they saw it, they were all stunned.

Those papers and photos contained all the information of their families, including the addresses of their families' household registrations.

Lester opened the car door and Heinz got in the car.

All of a sudden, Carl kneeled on the ground.

"Mr. Jones, I, Carl, will be grateful to you for all my life. If you have any requests in the future, as long as

I, Carl, can do it, I will definitely do it."