Chapter 342


    Julian smiled as he waved his phone, saying, “See. It''s this easy for me to destroy a person.”


    Donald''s eyes turned colder by the second, but a faint smile appeared. “Is he under your


    protection?”


    Ethan returned to his senses and promptly shook his head.


    However, Julian did not notice it and continued to respond smugly, “That''s right. I''m buddies with Mr.


    Lynch. Are you afraid?” “Shut up!” Ethan roared and threw a p across Julian''s face.


    Thetter was stunned, unable toprehend what had just happened.


    Ethan lunged at him, knocking Julian to the ground and stepping on his handsome face.


    Adam and Crow were dumbfounded, including the hundred or so people who were about to barge


    in.


    “Close the door,” Donald said.


    Bradley stepped forward and shut the door.


    “Why did you hit me, Mr. Lynch?” A footprint marked Julian’s face, making him seem pathetic.


    Ethan wiped away the sweat on his forehead and scolded, “Are you trying to get me killed? Do you


    know who''s standing before you?”


    Ethan was really furious.


    When asked who Ethan was afraid of the most at that moment, his answer would undoubtedly be


    Donald.


    Ethan was not so wary of Tyrone, but he was fearful of Donald.


    He was one of the few people who knew Donald''s power and that he overthrew the Freedman n


    mausoleum, yet the Freedman Group did not even dare to utter a word.


    After Ethan beat up Julian, he approached Donald with difficulty and got to his knees. Hey his


    head low, terrified to meet Donald''s gaze.


    Ysabel covered her mouth. Even though she already knew how great Donald was, she was still


    beyond shocked when she witnessed the scene.


    Crow''s pupils constricted, and he only had one thought. We''re doomed. We''ve messed with the


    wrong guy.


    Impossible! Julian roared inwardly.


    Donald slowly stood up without sparing Ethan a look. He continued to let thetter kneel on the


    ground as he walked toward Julian. Donald looked at the insolent man and said, “Look. Your


    backup is useless. In the end, I’m still more powerful than you.”


    Julian suddenly had an ominous feeling. “Who are you?”


    Donald threw him a mocking look and said, “You offended Wynter, and I still haven''t gotten payback


    for that. I just overthrew the Freedman n mausoleum, but I didn''t expect you to get into trouble


    with me.”


    Upon hearing that, Adam and Julian instantly understood they were in great danger.


    Especially Julian, who was frightened to death.


    He participated in part of the n when the Freedman n mausoleum was overthrown and


    discovered a prestigious person was involved in the event. Julian left early that day and did not find


    out which person it was.


    However, he finally learned about that at the present moment.


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    That person was none other than Donald.


    “Y-You...” Julian staggered backward. His face was pale, and he was drenched in a cold sweat.


    “You''re going to broadcast a live streamter, right?” Donald said casually. “I''ll be watching you


    perform. If your performance is unsatisfactory, I''ll make you disappear from the face of this earth.”


    Julian could not believe a young man in his twenties had this much power, so he yelled, “I have a


    foreign passport! My dad is a top sports car designer...”


    “Make him lose hope, Bradley,” Donald ordered.


    Bradley quickly made a phone call.


    After a minute, Julian''s phone rang, and he received a video call.


    Julian tapped the answer button and saw a shocking scene that almost made him wet his pants.


    A knife was held against his father''s throat as the man remained still. “Apologize to them quickly,


    Julian. The Draco is here to deal with me.”


    Julian was utterly frightened.


    The Draco was an influential group overseas, and Julian did not expect Donald had the power to


    summon them.