The Hero

The Hero
Chapter 205 Accidentally Caught Fake!



Since beating Gigi at a nightclub on that fateful night, Javier decides to never cross paths with her again. Of course, he had to renege on that promise to himself when Running Man and Gran Turismo Racer followed him, as he met the young woman by chance and borrowed his Maserati.


Even so, Javier has no intention of meeting Gigi again. That was why when he asked her for her contact details, she refused without hesitation. A woman who does not even have striking feminine features will make her instantly lose interest. In addition, the way Gigi carried herself when she first met him made sure she would never feel it


Nevertheless, Javier got up and looked behind the fence before setting his sights on the dance floor. There, blabbering with his hair swinging wildly and thrashing amidst the crowd, was Gigi Snowden, who looked possessed.


He was wild, and the shirt hugging his figure had already been pulled from him. He was now waving it and screaming. It did not bother her that she was only wearing her black bra before it was completely topless. He was lost in his madness.


It seemed like he had taken something difficult, and now the only way to get it out of his system was to babble like crazy.


Javier waves at Luca in the room before pointing to Gigi.


He doesn't need to explain. Luca had spent most of his life in scenes like this, and he himself had tried hard drugs several times due to his curiosity when he was young. He has been sober for years now, but the experience is enough to tell him that Gigi is at the top.


“You know what to do, right?” Luca hears Javier's question and immediately nods as hard as he can. “Yes, of course, Javier! I'll get to the bottom of this! ”


* If you fail, you will exit my company. You are free to follow anyone you like.”


Luca felt a chill run down his spine. Javier had told him earlier when he handed the bar to Luca. A little *** and gambling is fine, but he will not tolerate the presence of drugs. It is understandable if young customers come here to throw away their usual barriers, and a number of **** and gambling are part of it. No one wants to visit a bar if all they can do is play bingo and waltz.


But drugs? The drugs cannot be tolerated. Zephiel has instilled in his family the dangers of drugs, calling them enemies of humanity, even equating them with the potential of ending culture and civilization. Anyone who does drugs will be expelled by the family, no questions asked.


The Kersey family is very anti-drug, and of course, they are extending the same ban to their companies and property.


Under the threat of Javier's cold gaze, Luca quickly works alongside some of his men, holding Gigi and her friends off the floor and taking them back to Javier's private room.


Javier considers the young woman's invisible, unfocused eyes and her seizure-like trembling before throwing a punch hard enough to knock her unconscious.


No one thought Javier would solve this problem with direct violence, so the room looked stunned. Even Herschel, who was trailing Javier for fun would inevitably mutter with pity, “Come on! She's just a cute little lover!”


Javier turned towards her. "Please, if this is you, you'll leave this place in the box."


Herschel. He could hear Javier's threat behind his remark: If he tried drugs, Javier would kill him instantly.


Arrested along with Gigi is a young man of about 18 or 19 years old named Jean-Eric Richman. Apparently she was one of the young lady's friends and she spoke in a distinctive tone found only in Republic City, the country's famous economic and financial center. One would guess he was the son of a business tycoon there, and judging from the clothes and accessories he wore, he looked extremely wealthy.


Unfortunately, his wealth greatly contributed to his haughty attitude. “Who are you, buckaroos? Will anyone explain to me why we're being held here? Huh hello? We're just a bunch of legitimate citizens doing legitimate things, so I think you have no right to detain us, man. Where's manager? Wait, no, where is the head of authority around here?”


Jean-Eric not only carries the usual documents but also a pack of pink pills. There is little doubt that Gigi's strange behavior is a direct result of the pill. Crushing the pill in his fist, Herschel grazed slightly with his finger and tasted it.


He's nodding. "Low-rate methy."


During his time in the army, Herschel rarely interacted with drug dealers. That's why he's pretty good at identifying drugs and knows what they are. Low-grade methamphetamine, along with small fractions left over after the manufacture of methamphetamine, is the ingredient for all types of drugs, such as ecstasy and MDMA, although the effect is the same. It was a central nervous system stimulant at its core, capable of making its users intoxicated and making them hallucinate and feel sexually aroused.


Herschel evaded Jean-Eric's attempt to reclaim the pill and smirked at him. “Oh, you will be imprisoned for this no matter who you are and where you come from, boy. That's how this country rolls the law. ”


Jean-Eric grinned and sat on the sofa. He crossed his legs arrogantly. “Muh pops is a politician above famous businessman, pleb. All senators should be careful when talking to my parents! So, who are you guys again? That's some ball you have to talk back to me like this. You must be very careful because if you make me angry.You can kiss *goodbye.


Luca approached them and whispered in Javier's ear. “This kid visits bars a lot, Javier, so I know a little bit about him. He's the son of a Republican City tycoon. It is not a lie that he has a strong and rich background. I don't know, whether this gets to the business circle of Republic City, ”


Javier turned to look at her. "Then what? What gave the merchants of this Republican City the right to mess around and do whatever they liked? Since when are Republic City merchants allowed to play with hard drugs in bars and nightclubs? Lussy, Lussy, Lussy. You really wear that title with pride!”


He ignores Luca and takes a big step forward, hooking his leg around Jean-Eric's leg and pulling it from the sofa. He then slipped and rolled down.


Javier grabbed the bench he found next to him and started beating the young man with it.


Ex-poison frog Jean-Eric freaked out. None of them made a sound, especially after seeing Jean-Eric's bloody head.


Then, even more shockingly, they heard the young man begin to beg. “Sial, shit! Just stop! Please stop! Ah wrong, ah shouldn't have done this! Almighty God, my head will break! Don't beat me up to Heaven!”


This is a completely different accent than the one found in Republic City. In fact, the accent was so thick that it was no mistake that the young man was from a remote redneck area. Hearing it made Javier laugh and cry, “God! I think I caught a fake with a chair! Can't believe I beat your hometown! ”


Jean-Eric kept nodding. “Yes catch me, sir, yes catch me! Ah I came clean! Please stop in the name of God's grace.Ah pretend to be a citizen of the Republic City around here to feel mighty, okay? Please stop, ah know ah wrong now!”


As it turns out, Javier's beating accidentally exposed the young man's background. He was not from Republic City at all, and the truth kept coming after that. He is not rich, nor is his name Jean-Eric Richman. He was just an ordinary college student who had borrowed a lot of money in an attempt to get trust fund help and was in touch**** with the rich man's daughter. Later, Javier had ruined his tactics when he had his men catch him before he could get any girl interested. Now, he's been exposed.


To be fair, Javier thought the young man had some kind of skill. Had he not intervened by accident tonight, this fellow would have deceived all of these trust fund children to hell and back.


Luca suddenly lunges and swings at Jean-Eric, who screams in pain, as loud as he can.


Luca was furious. He had just told Javier that he had investigated this man thoroughly and swore that he was the son of a Republican City tycoon!


And now, all of a sudden, he's talking with a remote accent that sucks like a hick! Forget the rich, this guy is just a working class kid! Luca is really insulted. Oh, my God, he looks like a fool!