Chapter 1818


    Whoosh!


    Instantly, Ceaser''s bodyguards, subordinates, and friends crowded around him and yelled, "Put down the gun! Don''t you dare harm so much as a hair on Mr. Goldstein!"


    Whoosh!


    Corey''s friends and subordinates rushed forward to surround him too. Pointing at Ceaser and his men, they shouted, "What do you people think you''re doing? Don''t you dare do anything reckless!"


    Two camps had sprung up around Corey and Ceaser respectively. A fight was about to break out at any moment.


    Ceaser sat on the sofa with his arm around Barbara. He looked rather dazed as he looked down the barrel of the gun that Corey was pointing at him. The next moment, he had snapped out of his daze.


    Laughing lightly, he said, "Look at you, Corey! Oh, the man you are today. Don''t you remember how frightened you used to be whenever you saw me? I see you''ve finally grown a big enough pair of balls to point a gun at me!"


    "But do you really think you have the right to fight it out with me?"


    "Will you believe me if I told you that you''ll copse in front of me before you even have the chance to shoot?"


    Corey was furious. The murderous re on his face cut a stark contrast with the pleasant smile on Ceaser''s. He clicked open the safety notch of the revolver and snapped, "No, I wouldn''t!"


    Leaser continued smiling at him. "Well, you''re free to try me."


    Corey''s gun remained pointed at Leaser''s head. Icily, he said, “I''ll count to three. If you don''t let her go by the time I finish counting, I''ll paint the walls with your brains."


    The tension in the room rose further at Corey''s words.


    Everyone gazed with fear at Corey and Leaser, wondering what was going to happen.


    Silently, they all thought it would be a travesty if the two of them really got into a fight. If Young Mr. Lucas shot Mr. Goldstein to death tonight, the entire Eurasia would be rocked by a huge scandal tomorrow morning.


    In a monotone, emotionless voice, Corey counted, "One...two..."


    At ''two'', his voice started trembling a little.


    Even his hand that was holding the gun shook slightly.


    However, he continued to re at Ceaser without the slightest intention of backing off.


    Ceaser''s expression was grim and unforgiving. Likewise, he disyed no intention of moving from his spot. In fact, he didn''t seem to consider Corey a serious threat to his life at all.


    Corey was now trapped between a rock and a hard ce.


    Since Ceaser was so unafraid in the face of death, Corey had no choice but to press on in his suit.


    A sudden, crazy thought popped up in his head. Since you refuse to back down, and I can''t go back on my word, then I''ll just let you die.


    He parted his lips to say ''three'', his finger tightening around the trigger of the revolver.


    At that moment, however, the crowd stirred.


    One of Leaser''s subordinates rushed forward before he could lodge a bullet in Corey''s head.


    Corey''s head felt as though it was spinning. A man in a suit and a ponytail suddenly appeared in front of him like a specter at a feast.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Shocked by his sudden appearance, Corey pointed the gun straight at the man''s chest instinctively, preparing himself to shoot. However, the man moved even faster.


    Bang!


    The man in the ponytail raised the beer bottle in his hand and brought it down hard on Corey''s wrist.


    ng!


    Corey loosened his grip on the gun immediately, and it ttered noisily onto the floor.


    A few ss shards lodged themselves into Corey''s wrist, too. He couldn''t help but gasp in pain.


    After causing Corey to loosen his


    grip on the gun, the man raised the


    beer bottle again. This time, he brought it down on Corey''s head, and the beer bottle shattered into pieces immediately. Content


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    Instantly, Corey''s face was covered with a grotesque mixture of blood, ss shards, and beer.


    The man in the ponytail moved again. He grabbed Corey''s head and forced it down, before bringing his knee up against Corey''s face.


    Bang!


    Corey grunted with pain as he felt something break in his nose. He fell onto the floor in agony.


    Seeing this, Corey''s friends and subordinates red up immediately.


    "How dare you harm Young Mr. Lucas!"


    "This is simply preposterous!"


    “Let''s kill them and take revenge for Young Mr.


    Lucas!"


    They made to rush forward and attack Leaser s cronies.


    At that moment, a loud gunshot pierced the air, startling everyone and causing them to freeze in their spot.


    They looked around warily, wondering who had just fired a gun.


    Their eyes quicklynded on Leaser.


    He was still loungingzily in the sofa. However, he was now holding a gun in his hand-the very same one that Corey had just dropped onto the ground.


    As he twirled the gun around his


    fingers in amusement, Leaser


    chuckled and said coldly, "All of


    had better not move. I must warn you that bullets don''t have eyes."


    Hearing this, the expression on the faces of Corey''s subordinates changed. They no longer dared to move from their positions.


    Holding the gun, Ceaser gazed at


    Corey, whose entire face was


    covered with blood. Smiling gleefully, Ceaser said, "Corey, didn''t


    you say you were going to paint the walls with my brains?" Content


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    "I''m giving you a choice now."


    Ceaser jerked his chin at the leather shoe on his left foot. Grinning madly, he said, "Can''t you see that? Your blood is dripping all over my shoes."


    "You can crawl over here now and lick the blood off my shoes. I''ll let you and your friends leave unscathed afterward."


    Hearing this, Corey''s face darkened horribly. There was a murderous look in his eyes, as though he wanted to swallow Ceaser whole.


    His subordinates and friends were burning with rage, too. However, the gun in Leasers hand silenced them.


    Leaser gazed mercilessly at Corey, whose face was contorted in rage. He barked withughter and said coldly, "Likewise, I''ll only count to three."


    "If you don''t do as I say and lick the blood off my shoes by the time I finish counting down, I''ll put a bullet through your head!"


    "One..."


    Two...


    As Leaser counted with relish, the room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.


    Everyone was so anxious that they could hardly breathe. Gosh, they thought, is Mr. Goldstein


    really going to kill Young Mr. Lucas right here?