The Hero

Chapter 178 I Don't Like Revenge

Many people cheered and shouted Luca's name at the bar. They were several times louder and stronger than the cheers for Harold earlier.

Luca felt like he was excited after hearing the cheers for his name. The tidal power comes from just one sentence by Javier. It felt addictive, and that gratitude had never been felt before.

Not only did Javier not hold a grudge against his carelessness back then, but he also helped him rise to such a high position from being a lost child.

Luca gritted his teeth as he made a silent resolution, determined to properly manage this shop and not to disappoint Javier's confidence in him.

A girl hung her head and looked uninterested among the partying crowd. It's Gigi. His friends are out to have fun with him tonight because they noticed he was moody the last few days. Gigi sees Javier, who is in a booth on the second floor at night.

He was happy, thinking he could go to Javier tonight and restore their grandfather's relationship through him. Still, he then realized that whether it was Harold or Luca upstairs, they were people in a higher class than him.

They were so high up on the social ladder that he couldn't be a scalper to them even if he wanted to. Hence, he thought of waiting below and apologized when Javier went down.

It was then that he saw Harold being chased away like an unwanted stray dog while Thorin was being dragged away by the police. Even the bar owner, Stone, had to keep a smile on Javier's back. Gigi lost her courage to go forward at that moment.

Thinking of how he was bluffing in front of Javier before, he was embarrassed and did not even dare to meet and talk to him. He knew that there was once a chance to ascend to heaven given to him. Even if she did not become Javier's woman, it was enough for her to benefit from being a normal friend, like Luca, who had become the new owner of the bar directly.

Despite this, he has managed to put himself on the opposite side of Javier with just his true ability. Although Javier had pulled her around as a favor to his grandfather, he had thrown her far behind him.

Heaven is no longer attainable…

When Luca takes over the bar, he'll definitely be busy all night today. Javier stayed at the bar until 12:00 before he packed up and left. Knowing Javier was leaving, Luca quickly passed his beloved Ferrari.

Javier. “I love to ride this when I was much younger, but I am not interested anymore.”

He's not bragging. Javier already entered the F1 race when he was 14 years old, although only ranked in the top 20. Due to Javier's influence, Sigmund began to toy with cars at the age of 14.

Even so, champion Schumacher was stunned when he accidentally saw that it was a child coming out of the car. He couldn't imagine the driver who pressed him on the track was actually a fresh-looking kid…

Leaving the bar, Javier lit a cigarette and wandered around the hotel where he was staying.

Medb was brightly lit at night, looking prosperous and radiant. Nonetheless, certain unspeakable things still happen under the image of prosperity.

Javier had just answered a nature call in a roadside public restroom when he heard scattered footsteps. As he pulled his pants, more than a dozen people rushed in, holding onto the cane.

They look intimidating with inked tattoos on them. Obviously they are gangsters and look very much like that.

Harold appeared next, with a threatening grin as he said, “Are you not the best? You can take four against one, right? I have 14 people here for you. Let's see if you're really good at fighting and if you can still be that arrogant!” Harold waved afterwards, and the 14 men rushed over, looking aggressive with their canes. Harold himself left the restroom worried that he would get injured accidentally and also because the restroom was smelly.

Leaning on his Bentley, Harold sucked on his cigar and waited for Javier to be dragged out like a dead dog.

He was silent after that because Javier wasn't dragged - he walked out. He even wiped his wet hands with a tissue, looking like he underestimated his dirty hands after a fight and washed them.

Listening carefully, Harold could even hear the grunts and moans inside the restroom that sounded like the bathroom owner.

the voices are in pain.

"F*ck!"

Harold reacts quickly when he realizes that his plan has failed, gets into his car and starts the engine to escape. It's just that his window shattered with a punch just as he started his car.

Harold had just stepped on the pedal when his collar was pulled. His car drove away, but Javier had pulled his body out of the window.

Falling to the ground with a thud, Harold whined like a dead animal.

Javier lit a cigarette and glanced at Harold, who was in pain on the ground.

“You may still be hugged by women when I kill people. Trying against me? You can't win in terms of wealth, authority, ability, or skill. Do you have to fight me? By looking like trash?”

Regret is the only thing that meets Harold when Javier taunts him. If he knew this would happen, he would call more people, at least 50 more people. That would definitely bring Javier down.

Clearly, there was no choice for it now, so Harold was left terrified.

Javier went to the signboard for a public toilet and broke a piece of plastic without common sense. It was not large, about five centimeters in diameter, but the fragments were quite sharp.

He approached Harold, who got up to escape, raised his leg, and threw the man down with a chopping kick. Stomp him with his foot, Javier held a cigarette in his left hand and plastic shards in his right hand before he crouched down in front of Harold.

“I don't really like holding grudges because I don't have the best memories. Although the past is the past usually, like how I just threw you out of the bar when you offended me tonight, it's not easy to settle this now because you offended me again.

“With respect, I can't help but reply to that gesture, so take your pick. Do you want to break your arm tendon first or your leg tendon?

Harold's scared. Once his tendon is broken, he'll be paralyzed. He would not be able to control all four of his limbs at all. Javier didn't even mean to cripple one hand or his leg!

He suspects Javier is deliberately scaring him, but he doesn't dare to take the risk. Therefore, he could only beg Javier to let go.

"Trs. Kersey, I know I was wrong. I was completely wrong. I'll compensate you for the money, okay? I have money. I can repay you!"

Javier replied with a smile, “To this day, including banks, I have never seen anyone richer than my family. Do you think I want money? ”

Harold felt Javier was bluffing, but he felt a chill on his wrist the next moment before something on his body jolted back. It was like a tight rubber band breaking off and bouncing back abruptly. When he wanted to raise his arm to check where it felt cold, his arm no longer followed his orders.