No one understood the storm raging in He Keith's heart at this moment!
He stared intently at the man in front of him, his body even trembling slightly!
Because this guy is that very God of Death!
He happened to be present at the Sovereign Ballroom of the Serpent Lake Hotel!
He watched with his own eyes as this God of Death crippled all the Hernandez Family's bodyguards!
Roy Hernandez was slapped so hard he was unrecognizable!
But that wasn't the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying part was that even Jack Hernandez, the head of the Hernandez Family, came, and he dared to tell him to kneel!
The key is that Jack really did kneel!
This was the monumental Jack Hernandez!
That scene almost became a nightmare etched in his heart.
The Hernandez Family's foundation in Brooksdale is stronger than the Howard Family or even his own family!
All because the Hernandez Family has a Martial Arts Grandmaster!
A Martial Arts Grandmaster whom everyone feared!
Actually, what happened at the Serpent Lake Hotel that day wasn't his true source of fear.
His deepest fear came from after the incident. He initially thought David Johnson would be obliterated by the wrath of the Hernandez Family, but the result was quite the opposite. Jack Hernandez and Roy Hernandez died!
These influential figures in the upper echelons of Brooksdale didn't last a single night! They died just like that!
The methods were extremely cruel, and even now, no culprit has been caught!
This cast a shadow of death over the entire Brooksdale.
Others didn't know who did it, but He Keith was absolutely certain! It must have been David Johnson.
Because at the moment when David Johnson left the hotel, he clearly felt the murderous intent in the other party's eyes.
This guy didn't even regard the Hernandez Family, so what was his own family worth!
What the hell was He Keith himself worth!
He Keith took a deep breath, feeling fear for the first time.
Gradually, he saw the young man holding a glass of red wine on the sofa lift his head, and the indifferent gaze fell upon him, as if he was locked in by the God of Death.
He panicked!
Sweat as big as beans dripped from his forehead, soaking his entire shirt and suit!
George Cook, seeing that He Keith hadn't moved, quickly came over and reminded him, "Keith, what are you spacing out for, help me get rid of him!"
"Slap!"
He Keith snapped back to reality and backhandedly slapped George Cook across the face.
George Cook was knocked to the ground on the spot.
At this moment, everyone was petrified like statues.
What the hell?
Did He Keith hit the wrong person!
George Cook' mind went blank, and only after a struggle did he come to his senses and agitatedly asked, "Keith, why did you hit me?"
"I hit you, you blind thing!" He Keith roared, like a raging lion!
Before everyone could react, a smile appeared on his face again, and he approached David Johnson with a half-bow, respectfully saying, "Mr. Johnson, what brings you here?"
"Boom!" Everyone present held their breath as if stopped entirely!
When had they ever seen the haughty He Keith in such a fawning manner?
The crucial point was that the other party had hit his cousin on his territory!
Everyone's gaze involuntarily fell on the young man on the sofa.
They were well aware that this person's identity was definitely extraordinary!
Otherwise, He Keith wouldn't have been so cautious!
From afar, Melissa Collins trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes full of confusion, surprise, and fear.
The Mr. Johnson who came with Stephanie Martin, what on earth is his identity?
How could he make the rebellious He Keith greet him with such a smiling face?
Before she could come to her senses, He Keith dragged the still dumbfounded George Cook over and commanded, "You blind thing, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Johnson! Otherwise, your Cook Family is doomed too!"
He Keith's move was completely to save the Cook Family!
He was sure that if George Cook didn't apologize today, his Cook Family wouldn't survive past tomorrow morning!
George Cook stared wide-eyed at He Keith, about to speak when he noticed the fear in He Keith's eyes, a fear he had never seen before!
Without further hesitation, George Cook quickly knelt in front of David Johnson, trembling and saying, "Mr. Johnson, I'm sorry!"
He Keith exhaled and quickly pulled out a black card from his pocket, handing it over with a forced smile, "Mr. Johnson, this cousin of mine is blind as hell, I will discipline him strictly in the future. This time, it shouldn't have dirtied your hands."
"Get lost!"
I said coldly.
Just a single word made it seem like the young man on the sofa was above everything, condescending to all beings.
I didn't know why the other party was so afraid of me, but it didn't matter anymore.
I didn't want to be the focus of the crowd.
I even detested this feeling.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
He Keith dragged George Cook out, then also ordered security and staff to maintain order around him.
The farce dissipated without further ado.
Fortunately, there weren't too many people in the banquet hall, otherwise, the impact would have been even more terrifying.
Gradually, a strange scene appeared in the banquet hall.
With my sofa as the center, a ten-meter radius circle had no one sitting apart from Stephanie Martin and me.
As if a force field.
"Mr. Johnson, you..." Stephanie Martin finally realized my terrifying nature, and wanted to say something, but still didn't speak out.
For some reason, she felt that her family's seemingly doomed situation could only be turned around by the young man in front of her.
But why would he help her family?
Before long, Melissa Collins plucked up her courage to walk over and sat beside Stephanie Martin again.
She lightly bit her red lips and looked at me opposite her, opening her mouth, "Mr. Johnson, I was rude earlier, please accept my apologies."
Her body leaned slightly forward, extremely seductive.
But I didn't even glance at her, not even having any intention to acknowledge her.
Melissa Collins was disheartened, looking a bit embarrassed. Though slightly angry, she didn't dare to act.
This guy is still a hot-blooded man, right? Why does it seem like he has no interest in me at all?
Am I not attractive?
Or is it that this guy isn't interested in women?
It must be the latter! My appearance ranks among the top ten in Brooksdale; what man wouldn't fall at my feet?
Just as Melissa Collins was fuming, a rather elegant figure quickly approached from a distance!
Seeing this figure, Melissa Collins was stunned.
Because the other person, whether in appearance, figure, or aura, surpassed her by a mile.
The key lay in the cold arrogance emanating from the person, like a winter plum, unmarred by any impurity.
She suddenly felt a bit ashamed.
"How can Brooksdale have such a beauty?"
"Slap!"
The figure marched directly up to me, gently patting me on the shoulder.
"David, why are you here?"
I opened my eyes, naturally noticing the meticulously dressed girl before me!
Jessica Brown!
My eyes showed some delight, no murderous intent, only gentleness.
"Where did you go so early in the morning? When I woke up, I didn't see you?"
Jessica Brown was clearly in a good mood seeing me, sitting down right next to me.
Snuggling quite closely.
She even laid one hand casually on my shoulder, quite naturally, "Hmph, this young lady always needs to find a way to make some money. After all, you're not willing to support me. Just so, I received an invitation here before, thinking maybe I could find some way out. What about you, why are you here?
Martinez't tell me with that little money you have, you're here for the auction..."
I squinted my eyes slightly and said, "You're going to be disappointed. I really am here for the auction."
(PS: As usual, there will be more tonight, thank you all for your patience)