Chapter 123


    As Dan nced at the direction pointed by Mr. Meyer, his face twitched vigorously as though he was


    having a severe stroke.


    Realization dawned on Dan that this time, this lovely brother-inw of his had provoked someone


    whose feathers should not be ruffled at all!


    A few days ago, he heaved a sigh of relief when he was informed that Young Master rk brought his


    of his face. He roared that Marshal Dennis Howard waspletely useless, while Marshal Dennis


    initially imed all too confidently that he would send Fane to the grave. They both hid in a room and


    had a heated discussion. In the end, the marshal convinced Young Master rk not to offend Fane at


    all; the rk family would be digging their own graves if they provoked him.


    Dan was once again stupefied at this news.


    He knew Fane was strong, but he did not expect even the marshal would not dare to touch a single


    strand of his hair. It was very likely that Fane Woods was the King of War.


    "Hi, Dan. What a small world!”


    Fane chuckled and continued, "So, what are you going


    to do?”


    "What should we do? We''re sending you to see the Grim Reaper, you b*stard! You haven''t met my


    brother. He was famous for wiping out hundreds of punks like you!" Mr. Meyer sneered in an arrogant


    tone. "Hmph! You''re good, I’ll admit! However, you''re nothing but a worthless gnat in front of my


    brother!" He continued with a brazen tone, and he got on his feet a few meters away from Fane when


    the pain finally subsided for a little.


    "You’re his brother?" Fane was taken aback, looking at Dan.


    "No, he''s merely my brother-inw. He followed my sister to call me brother," Dan replied in a cold and


    icy voice.


    All of a sudden, he swung his palm onto Mr. Meyer’s cheek.


    "Brother, why did you hit me? A-Aren''t you hitting the wrong person? I''m your sister’s husband, your


    brother-inw! Shouldn''t you beat him up instead?


    Confusion clouded his head, and at the same time, he could feel the smack stinging his face. He let out


    a startled gasp of pain.


    "That''s right. I''m hitting you!"


    "You only know how to exploit the rk family''s name to get advantage on a daily basis and create


    problems everywhere. Do you f*cking know who he i s? He''s someone that even Young Master rk


    and I dare not touch! You... You clearly left your brain in your mother''s womb!"


    Dan turned away from Mr. Meyer. He was about to explode with rage at his idiocy.


    "What? No way! He''s someone even the Young Master rk dare not offend?"


    "Oh, my Lord. Someone so powerful and influential like Young Master rk is afraid of angering Fane.


    What more Mr. Meyer? This husband of Miss Selena, who the heck is he?"


    Several employees who stood behind Selena whispered among themselves. They werepletely


    stunned at the situation tonight. Selena’s husband, Fane Woods, did not seem to be an ordinary


    person.


    "W—What? No, this can''t be!"


    At this moment, Mr. Meyer truly knew that he was ying with fire, and all of sudden, color drained


    from his face. He looked ashen.


    After mulling over his thoughts, Dan walked over to Fan and bowed slightly. "Mr. Woods, I apologize.


    What happened today is all because I didn''t manage my men well, and it caused trouble to you and


    Mrs. Woods. I sincerely apologize and hope that you’ll spare my brother-inw''s life!"


    Mr. Meyer was so scared that he threw himself to the ground after hearing Dan’s words. Would this


    man really kill him just because of a small matter?


    Fane thought for a while and replied, "Alright. I can spare his life, but I want his hand. He might not


    learn his lesson if otherwise."


    "Bring me the machetes!"


    Dan bit his lips. He could not do anything but to follow Fane''s order.


    "Hold him down!"


    He walked over to Mr. Meyer with a sharp shiny machete at hand, and he brought it up to mid-air.


    "N-no! Brother, please don''t! I''m the husband of your beloved sister!"


    "Mr. Woods, please, I beg you! Please spare me! I won''t do it anymore, I swear!"


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    Mr. Meyer was so frightened that he almost wetted his pants. He was pressed to the ground by Dan''s


    men as h e wailed for mercy.


    Dan turned his head to observe Fane’s expressions. Nothing. Then, he gritted his teeth and swung the


    machetes.