Chapter 509: Chapter 509 Confrontation_1
“Life Water?”
The blond-haired, blue-eyed Arican boss wore a leather coat and walked over to the table to pick up the Life Water, frowning as he said, “This stuff is strong, and if not careful, it could kill soone!”
The price of Life Water was not expensive; it only cost a few hundred dollars per bottle on the market.
But it was a high-alcohol-content vodka, with 98 proof.
Custors frequently ordered it, but they always mixed it with a lot of water and fruit juice.
In the decade he had been running this place, he had yet to see anyone finish a whole bottle themselves.
Even half a bottle was rare.
Once, a man bragged while drunk and drank a third of it in front of everyone, only to collapse on the spot.
He suffered a gastric hemorrhage.
If the ambulance had arrived three minutes later, that man would have been gone.
So now, when he heard Stacy Cook say soone was forcing custors to drink Life Water, his brows instantly furrowed tightly.
This wasn’t a toast; it was murder!
One bottle down, and if not dead, the person would be half dead.
Such a thing happening in his Northern Restaurant, Odingle couldn’t possibly ignore it.
If word got out, the reputation the Northern Restaurant had built over more than a decade would be completely destroyed.
“Boss, you must take a stand for us! This Boss Carmichael is bullying us, forcing us to drink two bottles because he’s from the capital. If we don’t comply, he’ll have his bodyguards ‘assist’ us.”
After finishing his words, Stacy Cook looked triumphantly at Julius Reed, his face filled with the smile of a victor.
So, you want to drink two bottles?
I refuse to drink, not even one bottle!
Let Julius Reed’s bottle be a waste!
He now seriously suspected that Julius Reed was just putting on a brave face; anyone normal would have vomited imdiately after a bottle of Life Water.
How could they still stand?
Despite it aning he’d offend Beckett Carmichael, for the sake of survival, Stacy Cook couldn’t care less!
Moreover, he had his own backers, and even Beckett Carmichael had to give that so thought.
“Such things are happening? I absolutely won’t tolerate bullying in my Northern Restaurant!”
Odingle turned to face Beckett Carmichael and demanded, “Boss, is what he says true?”
In the decade or so he had his restaurant here, regardless of how prominent the big boss was, they all had to follow the rules of this place.
“They are my n! What, do I need your permission to toast them?”
Beckett Carmichael was equally assertive, his temper flaring from being questioned like a criminal by a foreigner, which certainly didn’t sit well with him.
“Since you’ve co to my Northern Restaurant, please abide by its rules!”
Odingle pointed at Stacy Cook and Tristan Caldwell, “These two are first and foremost my custors, then your n! If you want to toast your own n, I naturally won’t interfere, but if you’re going to cause a fatality in my place, sorry, I must stop it!”
With a wave of his hand, the security guards behind him imdiately closed in, “Boss, please don’t make this difficult for !”
“Thank you!”
Seeing the tense situation, both Tristan Caldwell and Stacy Cook could finally relax, their hearts that had been hanging by a thread now settled.
They also secretly rejoiced for having reclaid their lives.
To actually drink that Life Water would have been the end.
“You’re welco! You are my custors, and I, Odingle, assure you, in this establishnt, there will be fairness,”
Odingle said with great pride.
His uncle was the agent of a major Arican financial conglorate, and he was highly respected locally.
Even behind the scenes, he was closely connected with underworld organizations.
It was because of these connections that Odingle dared to speak like this.
“I advise you to stay calm!”
Beckett Carmichael had never been threatened like this before, especially in front of his ancestors’ benefactor, which he found to be a great loss of face.
He had previously boasted about his own abilities, saying how formidable Beckett Carmichael was.
Now, failing to handle his own n, what would Julius Reed think of him?
“This is the last ti I’m saying this!”
Beckett Carmichael pointed to himself, enunciating each word, “I’m Beckett Carmichael from the capital! If you don’t know who I am, you’d better find out before deciding whether to stop ! Otherwise, whatever consequences arise, don’t bla for not warning you!”
With a naturally dominant personality, Beckett Carmichael was not going to back down in front of Julius Reed!
This was a matter of face!
If this Western boss insisted on interfering today, he was ready to play hardball!
In Gonzalez City, Beckett Carmichael had a dozen bodyguards quietly hidden in the shadows, ready for any eventuality.
Previously, with Eli Yarrow around, these n had been dispersed.
Now that Eli Yarrow was injured, he had called these n back into action!
Just one phone call, and those highly skilled bodyguards would burst in.
But once he took this step, it ant tearing his face off completely with the Northern restaurant’s owner, which would be troubleso in the future.
Seeing Beckett Carmichael being so tough, Tristan Caldwell was genuinely startled.
That was the boss of one of the capital’s four major families, and it seed he was truly out for blood.
Could this Western boss hold him back?
“Don’t say you’re Beckett Carmichael, even if you were Jesus, in my hotel, you can’t use force!”
Odingle didn’t give Beckett Carmichael any face at all.
In fact, it wasn’t his fault, for once a precedent was set, such issues were bound to be unavoidable in the future.
Not to ntion whether the reputation of the Northern restaurant would be directly ruined, where would he put his own dignity?
Does he have no face to save?
“Foreign devil! Are you trying to fight to the end with ?”
Beckett Carmichael rolled up his sleeves, pointing at Odingle and cursed, “My ancestors were martial champions, do you want to go a few rounds with ?”
He was really angry.
If he couldn’t even handle a subordinate, what face did he have to boast in front of Julius Reed?
It was humiliating, utterly humiliating.
“What are you talking about!”
Odingle blew his beard in anger, he was, after all, a descendant of a distinguished family, backed by powerful people, and today he was being pointed at and called a foreign devil?
“I said, let’s have a go!”
Beckett Carmichael pointed and cursed at him, “You mongrel! If only grandfather had been born a hundred years later, would you birds dare to co and steal the Stone Garden? If I don’t smash your heads, you can take my family na!”
Seeing that the altercation was getting more intense, Stacy Cook and Tristan Caldwell were secretly relieved.
The more serious their quarrel, the safer they were.
Especially now that Beckett Carmichael was cursing Odingle by na, it seed impossible to end things amicably.
“Take him down for !”
Odingle roared at his bodyguards, “Let this yellow monkey understand, who is the real boss here!”
“OK!”
Those Western bodyguards twisted their necks, looking at Beckett Carmichael with malicious smiles.
In terms of the number of bodyguards, it was five to one.
Beckett Carmichael had four n on his side, while Odingle was backed by twenty.
“Co on, you weaklings!”
A security guard stripped off his shirt, beckoning to Beckett Carmichael’s bodyguards with a curl of his hand.
“Go! Whoever can take one down for good, I’ll give them ten million!”
No sooner had Beckett Carmichael’s words fallen than one bodyguard swiftly launched a kick.
Crack!
“Ah…”
But as soon as the bodyguard had delivered his kick, he was t with a kick from the Western man in front of him that broke his leg, leaving him lying on the ground sweating cold sweat from the pain.
“Everyone, attack, cowards!”
The Western man twisted his neck again and beckoned with his fingers once more.
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