Chapter 891


    Fade did not answer. He promptly picked up a bottle of wine and sshed it on Gentry and Derick.


    The duo burst immediately into anger. Derick wiped his face, pointed at Fade, and shouted, "Beat


    him up. Kill him."


    Suddenly, several bodyguards rushed out and started beating Fade up mercilessly.


    Derick and Gentry gritted their teeth as they spectated, cheering incessantly.


    "Beat him, beat him up."


    "F*ck, nobody dares to mess with me like this even in Jade City. In this ce not worth mentioning,


    you dare ssh wine on me? Do you wish to die?"


    "Break his arms."


    However, before the two of them could finish their moring, they were interrupted by a series of


    cries and yelps.


    The bodyguards were all sent flying without so much asying a finger on Fade. One unlucky guard


    was even thrown over the railing, where hended with a resounding thud on the ground floor. Upon


    impact, he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.


    This time, Derick and Gentry were dumbfounded. They looked at Fade and stuttered, "You, you..."


    Fade stepped forward, his chilling gaze directed at Derick. He pointed at the remaining champagne


    wine on the table, and spoke, aloof, "Now, are you willing to apologize?"


    "This..." Derick looked at the dozen or so bottles of wine and gulped hard. Breathing is starting to


    be a chore for him.


    His cold demeanor unchanging, Fade asked, "What''s wrong? Are you still not willing to apologize?


    It seems that I need to teach you a lesson."


    Hearing this, Derick was horrified. He quickly waved his hand and replied, "No, there''s no need. I''m


    very sorry, I''m willing to apologize."


    Then, Derick and Gentry gritted their teeth as they each picked up a bottle of wine. Bringing the


    bottles to their lips, they prepared to drink.


    Concurrently, footsteps were hearding up to the first floor, and a middle- aged man''s voice


    sounded, "Stop."


    All of them stopped and looked towards the staircase.


    A man in his thirties came into view, followed closely by a crew of security guards. Beside the burly


    man stood the waiter who blocked Fade''s entry to the upper floor earlier.


    The waiter pointed at Fade and said, "Boss Yim, it''s him."


    Boss Yim walked towards Fade and uttered in a low tone, "Sir, you are making a fuss on my


    premise. Have you asked for my permission?"


    Hearing this, the expressions on Derick and Gentry''s faces changed, showing a hint of surprise.


    They put down the bottles in their hands and looked expectantly towards Boss Yim.


    Fade frowned as he looked at Boss Yim, and asked coldly, "Do you not recognize me?"


    Boss Yim snorted and bellowed, "The waiter just said that you are Fade Chen. I am not acquainted


    with any Fade. Even if I am, nobody is allowed to break the rules in my territory."


    "Anyone who breaks the rules will have to face the consequences!" Brock''s voice sank as he red


    fiercely at Fade and barked.


    Fade asked, "What consequences?"


    The corner of Brock''s mouth twitched and widened his stance. Pointing at his crotch, he taunted,


    "Crawl through here, and I will overlook this incident."


    After that, the group of guards and waiters behind Brock stared at Fade triumphantly.


    Derick and Gentry were also giddy with anticipation. After all, if Brock managed to subjugate Fade,


    they would be free from their predicament...


    At this moment, Fade''s expression darkened and he red at Brock. His tone was terrifying and he


    seethed, "Are you new to Dragonville?"


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    Brock was silent, but the waiter arrogantly proimed, "Brother Yim came to Dragonville a month


    ago and knocked down some of the punks here. In just one month, he became the owner of this


    ce. Do you really want to challenge Brother Yim?"


    Brock''s face was full of pride and he clenched his fists so tightly that his joints creaked and cracked.


    He looked at Fade condescendingly and gloated, "Now, do you know how powerful I am?"


    "Crawl under me and kowtow to me. Call me Brother Yim. I''ll forget what happened today." Brother


    Yim pointed to his crotch.


    Fade''s stare was icy and he was on the verge of exploding. All of a sudden, his cell phone rang.


    Fade picked up the phone immediately when he saw the caller ID. It was from Scott.


    "Brother Fade, I''ll be there soon. Is Winnie all right?" Scott asked.


    Fade said, "She''s fine. If you''reing over, bring some men with you."


    "Uh..." Scott was a little shocked, but he did not question it. He immediately affirmed and hung up


    the phone.


    Hearing Fade''s words, Brock sneered and chided, "Asking for help? It seems that you are not


    willing to surrender."


    Then, he shook his head. He red at Fade and threatened, "Initially, I was willing to overlook this if


    you are willing to crawl under me. But now, I''ve changed my mind. I want your life."


    "Go!" Brock waved his hand. As soon as he gave the order, the guards swarmed from behind him,


    immediately surrounding Fade, poised to attack.


    At this crucial moment, Scott rushed upstairs, panting, and shouted, "Stop it. F*ck, you think you''re


    so tough? How dare you go up against Brother Fade? Do you have a death wish?"


    When everyone heard the voice, they were helplessly stunned and looked at Scott in unison.


    When Brock saw Scott, fat and gasping for breath, he couldn''t help showing a little contempt and


    asked, "Who are you?"


    As for the waiter, he was astonished at the sight of Scott and informed Brock quickly, "Boss, this is


    Scott, The boss of Scott Entertainment in Dragonville. Winnie is one of his people. I heard that he is


    very powerful and has a lot of supporters behind him."


    "Bullsh*t! I don''t care about his influence. In my territory, my fist triumphs all." Brock spat scornfully


    and red at Scott. He shouted, "Get out of here. It''s none of your business. I don''t want to mess


    with you. Now get out of here!"


    Scott''s expression turned cold as he uttered, "Look carefully. This is Fade, my boss. You dare mess


    with him? You must really wish to leave Dragonville, don''t you?"


    "Who the hell is Brother Fade, I don''t..." Brock''s face was full of disdain.


    The waiter, as if struck by a sudden bout of inspiration, changed his demeanor dramatically.


    Bewildered, he stared at Fade, and then quickly approached Brock and said, "Boss, this Brother


    Fade, the biggest boss in Dragonville. He is very powerful. Even the Yao family was no match for


    him. I''m afraid that..."


    "What bullsh*t." Brother Yim spat and clenched his fist, the resultant crackling resounded


    throughout the room. He proimed, "I fought my way out by my master''s side. With all that blood


    and bodies behind me, you call that sh*t street fighting martial arts? In my eyes, it''s but a little trick."


    "Everyone, attack!" Brother Yim shouted and ordered the security guards to beat him up.