Chapter 34: Chapter 33 Black Wind Bar_l
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Throughout the journey, Quella Radcliffe couldn’t shake off the shock from earlier.
When had her husband beco so powerful? Julius Reed had easily knocked down more than a dozen n, almost casually.
But she didn’t dare to ask, because Julius must have had his reasons for doing so.
The atmosphere remained awkward all the way to their room, where they both went to bed separately.
Julius couldn’t speak about it, for it truly wasn’t the right ti yet.
He didn’t want Quella to get involved in this ss, at least not until he had resolved all the issues.
“Do I need to take care of the Brandon Family?”
After handling things, Aron Jackson sent a ssage to Julius.
He was particularly furious about today’s events and was itching to lead his n straight to the Brandon Family for retribution.
The Brandon Family was audacious indeed, daring to harm the Young Master of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance! They couldn’t escape their dood fate!
But before taking action, he needed to consult Julius.
“Send the Brandon Family a big ‘present’ first. Also, give the Three Blade Group a little knock for .”
If the Brandon Family dared to trouble him, Julius was certainly not going to let them off the hook! But now that the people from the Three Blade Group were involved, it seed a bit more complicated.
He hadn’t fully recovered his mories, but deep in his subconscious, he rembered having an extrely powerful enemy.
And it was because of this person that he had lost his mory in the first place!
“The Three Blade Group? They’re involved too?”
Upon seeing Julius’s ssage, Aron felt a surge of naless ire. He had long found the Three Blade Group disagreeable but had refrained from taking action to avoid trouble.
But now, they had crossed the line!
“The ones who troubled today were from the Three Blade Group.
Accompany to their company later and teach them a lesson. ”
Julius detailed the evening’s affairs and then turned off his phone, pretending to sleep.
Aron was soone he could trust to handle things. But he had to personally take charge of today’s matter.
It might take a bit more effort to explain things to Quella, though.
The night had deepened, and the citizens had long turned off their lights and gone to sleep, recharging for the next day’s work.
But in certain corners of the city, life was just beginning.
Black Wind Bar, located in the outskirts of Gonzalez City, was a bar that was closed during the day but bustling at night.
Many regulars arrived early at the bar to start their hedonistic nightlife.
Despite its remote location, the bar’s facilities were quite complete, and even so bars in big cities might not compare.
Because the Black Wind Bar was established by the Three Blade Group, backed by an imnsely strong financial chain.
Maurice Yarrow had expanded into Gonzalez City because it was close to the sea, convenient for many out-of-town visitors to co by boat.
At this mont, a group of people got out of their vehicles, ready to enter the bar.
“Sir, please show your mbership card!”
Upon reaching the entrance, several burly n stopped them.
“Take a good look!”
Dominating Tiger pulled out a golden card from his pocket, which bore the image of three steel knives and a skull.
This was the Black Wind Bar’s gold mbership card, exclusive to the Three Blade Group.
Without this card, one couldn’t even dream of setting foot inside the bar!
Inside, there was a deputy manager from the Three Blade Group, along with nearly a hundred staff mbers.
For Aron, getting his hands on a Black Wind Bar mbership card was no trouble at all.
“Please co inside!”
The mont the burly n saw the card, their attitude shifted to one of respect.
A gold card! There were less than ten in the entirety of Gonzalez City.
“Boss!”
Dominating Tiger stepped aside to let Julius and Aron enter first, then followed closely behind with his n.
As they walked, Dominating Tiger was extrely tense.
Even though he usually road freely in Gonzalez City, they were now on the Three Blade Group’s turf to cause trouble!
Could they really get away unscathed?
Watching the relaxed deanor of Julius Reed and Aron Jackson, Dominating Tiger couldn’t help but feel unsettled.
The Three Blade Group is like a hegemon in Five-river Province, and what they were about to do could be likened to pulling a tooth from a tiger’s mouth!
“Boss, what would you like to drink?”
Seeing a group of people walking in, the greeter hurried over.
“Anything will do! Give the most expensive drink first! ”
Aron Jackson pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to the greeter: “The faster, the better!”
“Yes! Please wait a mont!”
The greeter’s eyes shone with keenness, as a mbership card of the five million level represents a big shot in a place like Gonzalez City.
He must be careful in attending to their needs, to avoid any trouble.
A minute later, the greeter returned with the card and so fine cocktails, accompanied by one of the bar’s managers.
“Gentlen, you seem sowhat unfamiliar. Is this your first visit?”
Custors who could recharge five million in one go were rare. The lobby manager rembered every single one, but he had no recollection of these people.
Very unfamiliar.
“A friend recomnded the place!”
Aron Jackson waved Dominating Tiger’s card and said, “We’re here to do business, and to have a bit of fun while we’re at it.”
According to Aron Jackson’s thinking, they could just smash up the bar with his brothers, as he had the strength to do so.
But Julius Reed disagreed, insisting on visiting the bar to see, kill with psychological tactics, and lead disaster elsewhere.
Though Aron Jackson didn’t understand, he had no choice but to comply.
“Please follow !”
Guided by the lobby manager, they arrived at a table.
At the mont, the guests here were drinking and making rry, many competing in drinking speed to see who could drink the fastest.
Beside them, many won let out shrieks, spurring on the n’s will to compete.
The bar was chaotic, and clearly not joking around.
The Three Blade Group alone earned over a billion a year from Black Wind Bar.
Therefore, Maurice Yarrow valued the turf in Gonzalez City highly and stationed many people from the Three Blade Group here.
Moreover, he would inspect the place twice every month.
The appearance of Julius Reed and his companions attracted a lot of attention, as among the many custors who ca here, few were personally escorted by the lobby manager.
“This drinking pace is too slow, I can finish a bottle in two seconds,”
Julius Reed sat in his chair and said casually, “Is there anyone who’ll drink with ? Whoever wins can take away a hundred thousand in one go.”
Aron Jackson placed ten bundles of hundred-dollar bills onto the table, imdiately making everyone’s eyes sparkle.
“To be honest, this is my first ti here, so I don’t know how to play anything else. The money’s right here; if you have the skill, feel free to take it. This is just a start, how much I lose will depend on your abilities!”
Julius Reed crossed his legs and said indifferently.
After he said this, the custors, as if injected with an adrenaline boost, began to rub their hands with anticipation.
Since there was an easy mark giving away money, why would they refuse?
Many even placed their hopes on Julius Reed, looking to win back a sum from him.
“If there are no objections, let’s begin!”
Julius Reed glanced at the custors and pushed the hundred thousand forward.
“I’ll go first!”
A middle-aged man also took out a hundred thousand in banknotes, his eyes revealing a greedy glint.
“Sure!”
Julius Reed nodded and smiled, watching the man.
“Then I won’t hold back!”
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, grabbed the bottle, and began to drink.
“Too slow!”
At the sa ti, Julius Reed grasped a bottle with one hand, broke off the bottom, and swiftly sucked an entire bottle of booze into his belly. The man in front of him hadn’t even gotten half a bottle down.
“Sorry! You lost!”
Thud!
Julius Reed tossed the bottle onto the table and a smirk curled upon his lips..
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