I didn't expect people to understand how happy I was at the moment.
I went to Supermarket after Emelia. The sun was shining brightly, there was no goods to upload, with one soda in my hand and sunglasses on my face, it was comfortable.
My foster father Franklin also got nothing to do, he came to me and said earnestly "Jayden, what are you going to do in the future?"
"Dad, why did you ask this?" I said wryly.
"You have grown up, but still have no formal job, I have an old friend who have a job vacancy in a state-owned enterprise, although the wage is not very high, the perks are good. Do you want to have a try?"
I know what he means. As a jobless guy, I stayed at home all day long, it's difficult for me to get married in other people's eyes. In fact, there was enough money in my card to support the whole family.
Paused for a moment, I told him, "Don't bother your friend, I will find job on the Internet soon."
"That will be great." He seemed relieved.
At the moment, a group of men came towards us, with nice suits and sunglasses. My heart sank, they came for me, they were Hector's goons.
My father noticed these guys and asked nervously, "Jayden, did these people come for you?"
I smiled, "Don't worry, dad, they are my friends, we have something to talk about."
I rushed to them before they came closer and asked, "what do you want?"
The bodyguard said coldly, "Our boss wants to see you, behave yourself."
Thank God, these people were polite, I relived. If they did something in front of my foster father, he will be worried about me.
"OK, but first I need to say goodbye to my father." I nodded.
The guy checked his watch, "30 seconds." He said.
I went back to my father quickly and pretended everything was OK, "Dad, my friend invited me to dine, I gotta go."
My foster father stared them nervously, "Don't you lie to me, are they hooligans?" He asked me seriously.
I waved my hand and laughed, "No, they are my friends, don't worry."
Of course, he didn't believe what I said, because these men looked far away from good people, he said, "Don't hang out with bad guys, hurry back!" As I seemed calm, he let me go.
I waved goodbye and came over to the bodyguards, pretended to be surprised, "Hey, buddy, don't bother to push me, I can walk myself, please don't make me embarrassed."
A business Benz was parking not far away. I sat in the middle when I got into the car, two guys were sitting on each side of me, "Your Boss still doesn't trust me." I swallowed my saliva, asked in low voice.
One of the guards said helplessly, "It's not your day today, we were looking for the whole day, got nothing, we have no choice but take you as a scapegoat, thing got seriously, the underworld of D City is looking for the guy, the rewards is up to 30, 000 dollars , our boss must get something of that."
"The under world? Is there anyone who lived under the world?" I asked in confusion.
"Didn't you know the underworld? You ---" the bodyguard was speechless.
The other guy interrupted him, "Don't waste your time talking to such an idiot, don't ask for a snub."
On the way, I pretended to be scared to death, so may Hector let me go.
Hector is so suspicious that he didn't trust me even though I did wuss out last night. Today, what I can do is doing nothing so that there will be no trouble any more.
About 10 minutes later, the Benz stopped in front of the Night King Bar.
We all know what the Night King Bar means, madness, money and extravagance.
But in the daytime, it is quiet.
On the stage, there was a singer was singing sad song when I walked in, some audiences were drinking juice, some were talking about business, and some were dating.
Soon, they got me before Hector, who wore white clothes, sitting at the bar.
The bartender passed him a glass of wine respectfully. Hector dipped and then said, "You're fired, too much lemon."
The bartender looked helpless, but he got nothing to do but left with his head down.
Hector looked up at me. I pretended to be a bumpkin, looking around.
Hector asked in a contemptuous voice, "Have you ever been to such a luxury place before?"
I mocked, "No, sir, never---"
Although Night King Bar is well decorated, looking splendid and high-end, but compared unfavorably with Peter's bar in Burma.
Peter was arrogant at that time. It's said that the decoration cost was about 8 million dollars. It's no exaggerate to say you are walking on the golden floor. His cup was made of diamond, all of the bar showed extravagance, that's what we called luxury, and women there are extremely gorgeous.
Hector smiled, "What would you like to drink?'
I was scared and said "Thank you, sir, what do you want me to do?"
Hector lit a cigarette casually and blew the smoke towards my face, then said carelessly, "Now that you mentioned this, there is no need to beat about the bush. Last night, I did some investigation. Did you beat up Leonard not long ago?"
My heart sank and hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Yes, sir, I did beat him."
Ross sneered, "Why? There seems no deep enmity between you two guys."
I pretended to be angry, "He insulted my sister, how could I let him go?"
Hector asked, "Such a coincidence, I still remembered your stupid sister Emelia scratched my car two months ago. I beat up her in public, so, you are so vindictive that it's reasonable for you to take revenge for you sister."
Damn it! Hector is clever, he knew how to trap me. I got no choice but to say, "Leonard can't parallel you, I dare do nothing in face of you, everyone knows you are the big boss."
OK, it worked. Hector seemed satisfied, "You got it. I'm the boss, if someone pissed me off, I will let him prostrate before me. By the way, I beat your sister, are you mad?"
I lowered my head, "Yes, I am."
Hector's expression changed and squinted his eyes, "So what?"
"I dared not to seek revenge, let lone I didn't you beat my sister." My face was pale.
Hector sneered, "Loser, I beat up your sister, what did you do? Nothing. I would rather go to die if I were in your shoes."
With my head down, gritting my teeth, I really wanted to beat him to death. Yes, I can, even though he had so many thugs around here.
How dare he! There was no reason to beat Emelia. He was an asshole who was spoiled, thought everything was in his hands.
Though I hated him, I must control myself. So, he will trust me in the future.
Hector put out the cigarette, "You're funny. Well, last question, as far as know, a second rich generation Franklin Young, he humiliated your sister in Tito KTV, you left your home soon after that, you didn't go home until five years later, where have you been?"
"I was a cook." I replied.
"Cook? Good for you, OK, no more questions. Well, the last test."
"Last test?" I stunned.
Hector laughed and waved to his guys "Boys, show time!"
These guys walked towards me immediately.
"What the hell? The last test is beating me up." My heart beat more and more quickly.