Chapter 31

Victor's voice wasn't loud, but it hit like a thunderbolt, exploding through the entire private room and shocking everyone to their core.

The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing point!

Deathly silent!

If it was just solemn before, now the air in the entire room seemed to be sucked dry. Time froze, and everything came to a standstill.

Seeing Victor being so respectful to Jack.

Bobby's eyes went wide, his brain lost all ability to think, and chills ran down his spine.

Derek and Vincent, beside him, also looked completely shocked.

As for those thugs Bobby had called up, they all froze in place, each one staring at Jack in disbelief, no one daring to make a sound.

Eric, Kelly, and those who had looked down on Jack before were now completely stunned.

Even Sophia was frozen, her beautiful eyes turning to look at Jack beside her.

Jack's expression remained calm, his face carrying a smile, as if Victor's respect toward him was just an ordinary, everyday thing.

"You're... the one by Morgan's side?" Jack looked at Victor, thought for a moment, then spoke.

He remembered seeing Victor before when he went to the church, though Jack hadn't paid much attention. After all, such small fries weren't worth his concern.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Victor's body trembled violently, as if struck by an electric current, and he bowed his head respectfully.

Victor's posture was as low as possible. He didn't dare look Jack in the eyes, and his voice carried obvious trembling.

The people around them listened to their conversation.

They were even more shocked, their hearts roaring like crashing waves.

Morgan.

That was Morgan! But from Jack's mouth, he sounded like just some neighbor or old guy next door.

As someone from the Sanchez family, Bobby now felt his head buzzing like it had been hit with a stick, almost passing out.

Oh God.

What kind of person have I provoked?

Who was Morgan?

He was the helmsman of the Sanchez family, the uncrowned king of Viridis State's underground world, someone whose every step could make the entire city tremble.

But from Jack's mouth, he sounded like just an ordinary, everyday person.

What did this mean?

It meant Jack's status was even more terrifying than Morgan's.

In Bobby's eyes, Morgan was already a king. What kind of person is bigger than a king?

Jack nodded slightly, then looked at Victor with interest. "What?"

"Are you here to deal with me, too?"

At these words.

Cold sweat instantly poured from Victor's forehead.

"No! No! You've misunderstood!"

Victor was so scared his legs went weak, almost kneeling on the ground.

He shook his head desperately, his voice becoming sharp and piercing from extreme fear. "Even if you gave me ten thousand times the courage, I wouldn't dare disrespect you!"

"Is that so?"

The smile at the corner of Jack's mouth deepened. He glanced around, his gaze seemingly falling on Bobby. "Isn't he from your Sanchez family? He just said he'd make sure I couldn't walk out of this bar."

At these words.

Bobby's body went weak, cold sweat streaming down his back.

Victor turned to look at the stunned Bobby, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you standing there for? Get over here and apologize to Mr. Carter!"

Bobby's whole body trembled, as if waking from a dream.

Victor was Morgan's absolute confidant. Even he was being so careful around Jack, which showed how prestigious Jack's status must be.

He couldn't even compare to Victor, so in front of Jack, he was nothing at all.

Bobby took three steps in two, walking up to Jack, begging for mercy.

"Bobby failed to recognize greatness. Sir, you're a big person with a big heart. Please forgive me."

"Let you go?"

Jack chuckled lightly, looking down at Bobby, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Didn't you just say I wouldn't be able to walk out of this bar today?"

"I..." Bobby stammered, unable to speak for a long while.

Finally, he directly knelt down and started kowtowing to Jack. "I know I was wrong, please let me go."

Bobby's head struck the ground, and soon it was bleeding profusely.

Jack said nothing, just gave him a light glance.

That one glance made Bobby feel as if an ice blade had pierced his heart, making his whole body rigid, and even his breathing stopped.

Seeing Jack unmoved.

Bobby's kowtowing paused slightly, then seemed to speed up considerably.

He was very clear.

If he wanted to survive today, he had to satisfy Jack.

The dull thudding echoed through the deathly silent room, each impact like a hammer striking everyone's heart.

Bobby's head was already torn open, blood sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the floor, the splattered blood making people's hearts jump.

Yet Jack just watched him quietly, without any mercy in his eyes.

Eric and the others were already shocked beyond words.

They had mocked Jack as a country bumpkin before.

But now, this "country bumpkin" was like a god.

And Bobby, who had been so imposing before, was now kowtowing and begging for mercy.

This huge contrast.

Made their emotions rise and fall like ocean waves.

"Jack..."

At this moment, Bobby's face was covered in blood; you couldn't even see his features clearly.

If he kept going.

Even if the kowtowing didn't kill him, he'd die from blood loss. Sophia watched, feeling some pity in her heart.

Although Bobby had been hateful just now, she ultimately couldn't bear it. After all, it was a human life.

So Sophia gently tugged at Jack's sleeve, saying softly, "Forget it, he already knows he was wrong."

Hearing Sophia's words, Bobby grabbed onto this last lifeline like a drowning man. He suddenly raised his head, looking at Sophia with his blood-covered face, crying out, "Thank you, miss, thank you! You're truly an angel!"

"Since Sophia has spoken up, I'll spare your life."

Jack said flatly.

Hearing this, Bobby felt like he'd received a pardon, his whole body going limp on the ground, gasping for air, as if he'd just returned from the gates of hell.

Although his forehead was in severe pain, his heart was incredibly relaxed.

At least... he could survive.

"However..."

Jack's tone shifted, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"You need to do something for me."

Bobby instantly tensed up again, looking at Jack in terror. "You... You... What do you want?"