Chapter 24: Chapter 24 What kind of bastard are you!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“You!”
Upon hearing this, Beckett was so angry he was ready to throw in the towel on the spot. However, numerous restrictions left him no choice but to swallow his fury.
For a moment, Beckett felt extremely aggrieved.
He looked guiltily at White Mitchell, his expression filled with bitter helplessness.
At this point, White Mitchell gently patted his shoulder: “Fatty, relax. If you want to quit, just go ahead. From today, no one can hurt you or your family. Remember, this is a promise from White Mitchell!”
“Really…really?” Beckett stared incredulously at White Mitchell, his eyes red with teardrops welling up from the bitterness.
White Mitchell nodded solemnly, as if.he had made a grave promise to Beckett.
Seeing this, Beckett immediately took off his work badge from around his neck and threw it violently on the ground. He then stomped on it heavily.
At this moment, it seemed as if Beckett was venting all the pent-up frustration he had suffered in the past five years.
“Fuck you! Screw this job, I’m not interested anymore. How dare you make me work three shifts on the production line! When I was on the front lines, you were still selling sweet potatoes in the countryside!”
Beckett spat out those words harshly, infuriating Jimmy who stood on the stage. He trembled all over, baring his teeth and pointing at Beckett, “You ungrateful bastard, you’re finished!”
“Pfft! Brown-noser! My buddy is back, and I’m not working anymore! What can you do to me?” Years of resentment finally found an outlet.
Whoosh!
Jimmy was irritated beyond words, “Insurrection! You are revolting! You guys, quickly chase this ungrateful bastard out!”
Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately surrounded them aggressively.
However, at this moment, Kylin, who stood before them, made a sudden move.
Bam bam, two figures were knocked away like broken kites, crashing heavily to the ground.
At this time, White Mitchell also began to move, step by step, he walked up the stage.
Seeing White Mitchell approaching him, Jimmy burned with rage and shouted, “Attack! Attack all together! Damn it! Chase them away and everyone gets a bonus this month, an extra one thousand!”
Under the stimulation of generous rewards, several young employees frantically retaliated.
However, Kylin at this moment was like an insurmountable mountain, anyone who dared to approach White.Mitchell was ruthlessly knocked away.
Within less than a minute, twenty to thirty people had fallen to the ground, each whimpering in pain.
“You…you…what the hell do you want? If you dare to mess around, The Patrol won’t let you off.”
Thud thud, facing the advancing White Mitchell, Jimmy couldn’t help but back off two steps. He accidentally stumbled over the steps and fell straight to the ground.
White Mitchell towered over him, slowly reached out his hand, and grabbed Jimmy by the throat, effortlessly lifting him up.
Jimmy tried to put up a fight, but White Mitchell’s grip was like an iron clamp, no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free.
At this moment, Jimmy was terrified, his eyes wide open, his body shaking incessantly, and his face turned red due to lack of oxygen.
Difficulty breathing!
Jimmy felt like he was on the verge of death.
Facing the threat of death, Jimmy desperately begged for mercy but could not utter a single word.
“Who the hell do you think you are, even daring to threaten my brother?” White Mitchell’s face darkened, and then he simply threw Jimmy several meters away.
With an explosive bang, everyone’s heart violently trembled.
The staff members lying on the floor revealed expressions of intense fear, not daring to even glance at White Mitchell.
At this moment, Beckett, seeing such a formidable White Mitchell, was taken aback.
He hesitated for a long time, but couldn’t resist asking, “White, what on earth happened to you these past five years? How did you become so strong?”
Putting other things aside, the ease with which he picked up Jimmy, a man weighing over a hundred pounds, was enough to leave Beckett in awe.
Faced with Beckett’s question, White Mitchell simply laughed and brushed it off, “It’s a long story, I will tell you about it when we have the chance.”
He recalled being taken away by the mysterious man during his time in prison, later joining the army, coming back from near death experiences, achieving great military merits, and even being acclaimed as the Supreme Military Lord of Dragon Realm.
So many things had happened in five years. However, these matters were not suitable for ordinary people to know.
The more they knew, the more dangerous it would be for them. More importantly, Beckett was his own brother.
Upon hearing White Mitchell’s reply, Beckett chose not to pry further. Quietly following him, they made their way towards the meeting hall.
Inside the meeting hall, the scene was still buzzing with activity.
Amidst the clinking of glasses, there was no shortage of flattery directed towards Alan Austin and Grandy Anderson.
Of course, there were mentions of White Mitchell too. However, whenever they brought him up, it was to belittle him and elevate Alan Austin and Grandy Anderson.
Clearly, this strategy worked well for the two of them, so the crowd was all too happy to participate.
“Sir Alan’s ability to turn the tide is truly exceptional. White Mitchell is simply not on par with you. He isn’t even worthy of being your shoe shiner.”
“White Mitchell isn’t worth a fart. If it wasn’t for him, Imperial Group would’ve been listed on the stock market ages ago. Thankfully, both Sir Alan and Mr. Anderson saw through his schemes.”
“White Mitchell should just spend his life in jail, so he can’t harm anyone…”
With everyone in the crowd showering praise on them, Alan Austin and Grandy Anderson were overjoyed, the words “a taste of victory” clearly etched on their faces.
Right when everyone was crowding around the two, competing to flatter them, Beckett brought White Mitchell and Kylin into the meeting hall undetected.
Huh?
At that moment, a neatly dressed young man came rushing towards them.
“Beckett! Are you trying to get yourself killed? Why would you bring him in?!” The man in the suit attempted to block White Mitchell with his own body, to keep others from noticing him.
Ezekiel?
Another familiar face. The man in the suit named Ezekiel was also a business partner who had started their venture with White Mitchell.
“Ezekiel, we all know that Imperial Group belongs to White. What’s wrong with him reclaiming what’s his?” Beckett retorted.
“Stubborn fool! I can’t get it into your thick skull! Forget it!” Not in the mood to argue, Ezekiel shot Beckett a resentful glance before walking up to White Mitchell.
However, as he stood in front of White Mitchell, he seemed somewhat evasive, as if he’d done something guilty.
“White, listen to me. Times have changed. As you can see, everyone here is complimenting Alan Austin because of the Nezzi Command. You might be back, but you can’t do anything.
Take my advice and leave first. We can plan for the long term later. If you want to make a comeback, your brothers will definitely support you.
But tonight is not the time. If they find out you’re here, you may not be able to leave.”
As Ezekiel was earnestly advising White Mitchell, several uninvited guests show up behind them: “Oh? Isn’t this our Mr.. White Mitchell? Have you already been released from prison?”
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