Chapter 95 - 94 Aron Jackson Attacked_l
Chapter 95 - 94 Aron Jackson Attacked_l
Chapter 95: Chapter 94 Aron Jackson Attacked_l
Translator: 549690339
The events at the board meeting gave Quella Radcliffe an indescribable sense of exhilaration.
Long-suppressed emotions were finally released today. Regardless of Julius Reed’s opinion, Quella Radcliffe insisted on inviting him to dinner.
Julius Reed was naturally happy to have dinner with his wife, which was a good opportunity to enhance their relationship.
The relationship between the two had made rapid progress recently, reminiscent of the feeling of a first love.
As an old monster who had lived for countless years, Julius Reed quite enjoyed this feeling.
The couple chose a restaurant close to home, but before they could enter, someone stopped them outside.
“Excuse me, are you Quella Radcliffe?”
A man took off his sunglasses and asked with a smile.
“Sorry, you’ve got the wrong person.”
Without waiting for Quella Radcliffe to speak, Julius Reed took over the conversation and pushed the man away. His instinct told him that this man was suspicious.
“Wait a minute!”
The man said with a displeased face, “I haven’t got the wrong person.”
He took out his cell phone and glanced at the photo on it, which looked very much like Quella Radcliffe—it was practically the same person.
“I told you, you’ve got the wrong person, that means you’ve got the wrong person.”
Julius Reed ignored him and, wrapping his arm around Quella Radcliffe’s waist, hurried towards the restaurant.
“This man is dangerous, you have to be careful.”
After quietly warning Quella Radcliffe, Julius Reed took out his phone and sent a message to Aron Jackson.
At this time, he had to be careful with everything he did.
With Deep Cold’s people having just died, it was impossible for a new Shadow Warrior to arrive so quickly. But the Potter Family and Three Blade Group were both potential threats.
As they passed by the man with sunglasses, Julius Reed had already felt a murderous intent.
This was not the aura of a normal person.
“Miss Quella Radcliffe…”
“Get lost! Are you fucking blind! ”
Just as the man with sunglasses caught up, a drunkard happened to pass by, bumping into him firmly.
“I’m sorry!”
The man in sunglasses frowned, displeased, but still apologized.
“Quella…”
“Quella your mother’s head! My cell phone fell on the ground and broke, aren’t you going to compensate me?”
The drunkard interrupted him again, “You think wearing sunglasses makes you a big deal? Let me tell you, this is Gonzalez City!”
The man pointed to the cell phone on the ground, scolding, “Pay up! Wearing sunglasses in broad daylight, you must be really blind!”
Julius Reed, with his arm around Quella Radcliffe, watched the two men in front of them, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He could tell that the drunkard had bumped into the man with sunglasses on purpose, and the cell phone had been deliberately thrown on the ground.
But why would he do that?
Both men seemed no simple characters, and Julius Reed instinctively moved Quella Radcliffe behind him.
It was very likely that the two were putting on an act together to distract his attention.
“Fine! How much do you want?”
The man with sunglasses took a deep breath, trying his best to remain calm.
He pulled out his wallet and took out two thousand yuan, “Here, is that enough?”
“Fuck! Brother, are you kidding me?”
The drunkard took the two thousand yuan and then flung it in the man with sunglasses’ face, “This little money, you think you can send me off with that?”
“Sir, please don’t go too far! This broken phone is worth at most one thousand yuan! Besides, I’ve apologized to you and compensated you. If you keep this
up… ”
“What? Say it again?”
The drunkard interrupted the man with sunglasses once more. He dug at his ears and looked up, “Brother, you’re not going to compensate, are you?
“How much do you want!”
Eventually, the man with sunglasses conceded. He glanced at Julius Reed and took out another wad of money.
“Let’s go!”
Julius Reed, giving the two men one last look, pulled Quella Radcliffe quickly towards the restaurant.
By now he had almost concluded that the two were not in cahoots, and the man with sunglasses was clearly there to make trouble for him.
Although he didn’t know who had sent him, it was ultimately somewhat dangerous to keep Quella Radcliffe by his side.
Only one man was visible, but what about in the shadows?
“Here’s your money! Don’t bother me!”
Seeing Julius Reed leaving, the man with sunglasses hurriedly chased after him.
“This is fake money!”
The drunkard grabbed his arm, shouting loudly, “You dare try to fob me off with counterfeit bills!”
“You’re asking for death!”
The man in sunglasses’s face darkened as he threw a punch with his backhand!
He had now understood that the other party was simply looking for trouble! Since that was the case, there was no need for him to be polite!
“How can you start hitting people! ”
Facing the sudden punch, the drunk man leaned back at an incredible angle, dodging it completely.
How could this be the move of someone drunk!
“Hmm?”
After his punch missed, the man in sunglasses let out a light grunt. He was very confident in his abilities, so how had the opponent dodged his attack?
“Kid, you’ve made me angry now!”
The drunk man rolled up his sleeves and threw a heavy punch!
Bang!
Without hesitation, the man in sunglasses met him with a punch of his own!
“Who are you!”
The man’s face changed drastically after that punch!
The other person was not ordinary at all, potentially matching his own strength.
“I am the one hitting you!”
The drunk man didn’t hesitate and threw another punch!
“Why are they fighting?”
Quella Radcliffe, watching from a distance, hadn’t quite grasped what was happening.
Julius Reed was in the same boat.
They started fighting without a word, and both their skills were as he had surmised.
Both very strong!
“Young Master, Young Madam!”
Just then, a voice quietly came from behind them.
“Who!”
Julius Reed instinctively turned and gripped the throat of the speaker.
“Young Master…”
The man’s face turned red, clearly struggling to breathe.
“Speak! ”
Julius Reed slowly released his grip, his eyes filled with lethal intent.
“Young Master, we are from Willson Pavilion. Pavilion Master Amadeus
Fairbanks feels deeply sorry for the last incident, so he has sent us to Gonzalez City to protect the Young Madam,” the man said, taking a deep breath, appreciating the fresh air as if it was the first time in his life.
With a bit more force, Julius Reed might have snapped his neck just now.
“Amadeus Fairbanks? Why should I believe you!”
Julius Reed looked at him warily.
He wasn’t clear about the matters of Willson Pavilion, but Amadeus Fairbanks had always seen himself as a deity.
Being cautious was always the right move.
“This is our Pavilion Master’s Token!”
The man carefully took out a token from his chest and handed it to Julius Reed.
“It really is!”
Seeing the very peculiar token in his hand, Julius Reed smiled knowingly.
The pattern on it was the one he had drawn when he passed by Willson
Pavilion, which Amadeus Fairbanks had exchanged for countless fine liquors. “I was just drunk at the time and drew it without thinking.”
He shook his head and handed back the token to the man, “What’s happening outside?”
The two men were brawling near the entrance of the restaurant, oblivious to the crowd’s strange looks.
“There are three men around the restaurant, and two more posing as waitstaff. According to our investigation, all of them are new faces,” the man reported truthfully.
“You’ve worked hard! How many of you came here?”
Julius Reed nodded his head.
He was quite satisfied with Amadeus Fairbanks’s actions. Now that he had numerous enemies, he did need some people to ensure Quella Radcliffe’s safety.
But just then, his phone suddenly rang.
“You have to be careful! Someone’s planning to make a move on us, I’ve already been attacked!”
On the other end of the phone, Aron Jackson’s voice came through, breathless and urgent..