Chapter 23: Chapter 22 Defeat Fire_l
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The fearless Jaxen Brandon, now, was actually shivering with cold.
In his opponent’s eyes, he thought he saw a torrent of murderous intent.
But soon, he realized he had lost his composure.
This was in front of half of Gonzalez City’s elite, and he had been slapped across the face!
Thinking of the group behind him, Jaxen Brandon’s anger flared.
“Kill him for me!”
His gaze was dark, the left side of his face visibly swelling from the slap.
From childhood to adult, it had always been Jaxen Brandon hitting others.
Being struck by someone was a first for him today!
And it was a slap to the face, in front of so many young nobles of Gonzalez City!
Whoosh!
A number of youths immediately charged forward, clashing once more with Aron Jackson’s men.
Just as conflict was about to erupt again, another group of people burst in through the door.
These people were uniformly dressed, obviously well-trained bodyguards.
“Uncle Leopold!”
Seeing the newcomers, the corners of Jaxen Brandon’s mouth slightly curled into a smile.
Uncle Leopold, named Cash Leopold, managed affairs for the Brandon Family.
In his early years, he had been a martial artist of great renown, especially famous for his signature move, the Vajra Kick, which had swept away many fighters.
The Brandon Family employed him ten years ago for a hefty sum.
Facing the allure of money, Cash Leopold bowed and became the Brandon Family’s fiercest hound.
Over the years, many of the Brandon Family’s dirty deeds had been handled by Cash Leopold. His name alone struck fear in many, and people kept their distance from this man, known for his Vajra Kick technique. So, with Cash Leopold’s arrival, Jaxen Brandon felt fully confident.
You, Aron Jackson, have a reputation?
Today, Jaxen Brandon will take you down a notch and let everyone know who is the true king of Gonzalez City!
“Young master, what happened to your face?”
Seeing Jaxen Brandon’s swollen face, Cash Leopold’s expression darkened as he asked sharply, “Who dares to offend our young master?”
Having worked for the Brandon Family for ten years, he was well aware of the family’s capabilities.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say there was no one in Gonzalez City bold enough to offend the Brandon Family.
No matter what your status is, you must show the Brandon Family respect.
“Uncle Leopold, someone in Gonzalez City dared to hit this young master’s face. What do you think should be done?”
Jaxen Brandon rubbed his swollen cheek, his face carrying a playful expression.
“Naturally, chop off his hands and beat him to death while he’s still alive!”
Cash Leopold answered coldly.
Hiss!
Upon hearing his words, everyone gasped in shock.
That was too ruthless!
But if you think about it, it made sense. Who wouldn’t be courting death by daring to strike Jaxen Brandon?
“Then please, Uncle Leopold, make your move!”
Jaxen Brandon pointed at Julius Reed and his voice suddenly turned cold, “He’s the one who dared to hit this young master’s face in public!”
Slap!
Before Jaxen Brandon could finish speaking, Julius Reed backhanded him with another slap!
“Remember, after I’ve hit your left cheek, offer your right cheek to me!”
The air became incredibly still.
Everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
Quella Radcliffe mechanically twisted her neck to look at Julius Reed beside her.
Striking Jaxen Brandon, and not just once!
Just how arrogant could one be!
Members of the Radcliffe Clan covered their mouths with their hands, their heartbeats racing.
If the Brandon Family flew into a rage, they would undoubtedly be implicated!
“You… you dare hit me again?”
Jaxen Brandon’s eyes bulged, his breathing becoming more and more labored!
His mouth’s muscles twitched uncontrollably, and he was seething with fury!
Never before had anyone dared to strike him, yet here was someone who had slapped him twice in a row!
“Looking for death!”
Cash Leopold finally snapped out of his shock, and his left hand reached forward to grab at Julius Reed’s neck!
This grasp was so strong that it could even crush his throat!
“Be careful!”
Quella Radcliffe had just begun to warn when Cash Leopold’s hand had already reached Julius Reed’s throat.
In that moment, Quella Radcliffe’s heart was instantly suspended, her mouth agape, her eyes filled with despair.
It was only now that she realized how much she cared for Julius Reed.
The husband she had once looked down on had long been deeply embedded in her heart.
In just a few seconds, many thoughts flashed through Quella Radcliffe’s mind, but in the end, she could only shout one sentence.
“Don’t!”
Just when Cash Leopold’s hand was less than a centimeter away from Julius Reed’s neck, Julius Reed suddenly retracted his body and swung both fists upward fiercely!
The immense force sent Cash Leopold’s hands flying and his figure slightly unsteady.
“Courting death!”
Aron Jackson also reacted, stepping forward swiftly and arriving in front of Cash Leopold in the blink of an eye.
“Aron Jackson?”
Cash Leopold immediately recognized Aron Jackson, being the Brandon Family’s steward, he was very familiar with everyone.
When Aron Jackson first arrived in Gonzalez City three years ago, the two had already had interactions.
However, there had been no conflict between the Brandon Family and Aron Jackson since then, in all of three years.
But why was Aron Jackson here today?
At this thought, Cash Leopold’s heart sank.
Could it be that today’s incident was also related to Aron Jackson?
“You, surnamed Leopold, are playing with fire today!”
Aron Jackson clenched his fists, flames seemingly about to shoot from his eyes.
Daring to make a move on Julius Reed was simply suicidal!
“What do you mean by this, Aron Jackson?”
Cash Leopold was utterly baffled and asked in a deep voice, “Our families have always been at peace, so why do you say such words today?”
Both the Brandon Family and Aron Jackson were among the top figures of Gonzalez City and naturally would not engage in conflict lightly.
Because if a war broke out between the two, not only would both sides be injured, it could also greatly weaken their forces.
“You dare to touch my people!”
Aron Jackson looked at Julius Reed and spoke, “Big brother, are you alright?”
Just now, Julius Reed had slapped Jaxen Brandon twice, and everyone had been too slow to react.
Cash Leopold had even suddenly made a move, and had Julius Reed not responded quickly, he would likely be dead on the spot right now.
“Such a man can’t hurt me!”
Julius Reed shook his head, confidence shining in his eyes.
“Now, it’s time to settle accounts with you!”
Aron Jackson stretched out his arms, and his minions immediately scattered.
“Aron Jackson, could there be some misunderstanding?”
Although Cash Leopold was seething with hatred inside, he still suppressed his anger.
He was just a servant of the Brandon Family and could not bear the consequences of a conflict with Aron Jackson.
Jaxen Brandon was the young master, and it was normal for him not to be aware of Aron Jackson’s prowess.
But how could he himself be unaware of how formidable Aron Jackson was?
Even the father of Jaxen Brandon held some apprehension towards him.
“Uncle Leopold, you teach them a lesson for me! Do they really think they can act so arrogant just because someone calls them Aron Jackson?”
Jaxen Brandon was already irritated at being on the losing side since they had entered the private room.
Now with Cash Leopold by his side, he was eager for revenge.
“Did you hear that? Your young master is telling you to make a move, come on, Cash Leopold, don’t disappoint me!”
Aron Jackson stepped back and took a fighting stance.
“This…”
Cash Leopold was extremely troubled, unsure of what to do!
Was he really to offend Aron Jackson?
“Uncle Leopold, snuff out their arrogance! And that person who slapped me, kill him too!”
Jaxen Brandon commanded from the side.
His face was already swollen, and his anger was growing larger.
“Calm down, cool off a bit!”
Just then, Julius Reed grabbed a bottle of beer from the table and, smiling, poured it over Jaxen Brandon’s head..
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