Chapter 309 “You guys… you guys...” The tattooed youth was confused, and his heart raced.
“Slap!”
Before he could finish, someone slapped him across the face.
“What‘s the matter?”
The muscular man glanced at the tattooed youth.
“I, I didn‘t...”
The youth covered his face and lowered his head.
“What are you mumbling about? Get lost!”
The burly man shouted coldly and the tattooed youth turned to leave without another word.
When they walked out and saw the scene outside, they were completely stunned.
In the corridor outside, there were dozens of young men lying around. These people were all Joey‘s subordinates. At some point, they had been beaten to the ground.
“Hiss!”
“Like I said, that cripple isn‘t an ordinary cripple!”
“Run! Run!”
The young man‘s heart raced, and he sucked in a breath of cold air before running down the stairs.
He had just offended Sean, and now he was being dealt with like this. As long as the young man was not stupid, he would be able to figure out the crux of the matter.
“Who are you? Do you know who I am?“.
In the private room, although Joey was somewhat flustered in her heart, she still coldly snorted and spoke haughtily.
No matter what, she had seen a lot of things when she followed Charles. A hundred people were not enough to scare her. “Who you are is not important. “Most importantly, you‘ve offended someone you shouldn‘t have.” An expressionless burly man stepped forward and gave Joey a backhanded slap, causing her to fall onto the sofa.
The wine glass in her hand shattered on the ground.
The red wine spilled on the floor.
“You’re courting death!”
Joey was extremely unwilling to accept this. She bared her fangs and brandished her claws as she prepared to stand up. “Slap!”
The burly man slapped her again without any intention of showing mercy.
“Take her away.”
With two slaps, Joey was dazed. Everyone pulled Joey away from the Night Rose Bar.
As for Joey’s subordinates, those who dared to stop them were all knocked to the ground.
This power not only possessed the power of the underworld, but it also possessed something that even they did not dare resist.
The storm gradually calmed down.
It was the weekend, and Willow was resting at home.
She knew nothing about what had happened last night.
Even if she knew, she would never have thought that the shock was caused because of her.
It was all because Sean wanted to remove everything that could threaten her.
“Sean, I hope you can think about what I told you last night.”
In the bathroom, Willow washed Sean‘s clothes with the washing machine. Then, she took it out and carefully rubbed the dirty spots on the collar and sleeves. For the past two years, Willow had never allowed Sean to wear dirty clothes even though Sean was in a catatonic state.
On the contrary, she took good care of him. She hoped that Sean could live a more comfortable life and that he would not be harmed by others.
“I understand. “This will never happen again. “As long as I beat them all into submission, they won‘t disturb us anymore.” Sean nodded and spoke seriously. “You! Sigh, you!” Willow‘s palm paused before she shook her head helplessly. Sean did not think that he was in the wrong.
After eight years of battlefield experience, he had developed such a decisive personality.
To the enemy, one should never think about convincing them or changing their minds.
On the battlefield, one must either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy.
Sean understood this more than anyone else.
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