Chapter 274 Nicholas Meets Mary
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of William!
It was Benjamin!
In an instant, his right foot delivered a flying kick to Elric's elbow!
The double-edged dagger in Elric's hand flew out instantly, landing heavily on the ground with a crisp sound!
Elric was shocked as he hadn't expected that this seemingly ordinary guy would have such a powerful bodyguard by his side!
His strength was astonishing!
Benjamin just stared coldly at Elric, his eyes full of indifference, not taking Elric seriously at all.
Elric's eyes narrowed as he reacted quickly. Clenching his fists tightly, he pushed off with his feet and sprang forward, aiming his fists at Benjamin's head!
Benjamin raised his leg and delivered a powerful sidekick!
In an instant, a figure flew out like a rag doll, crashing heavily to the side!
Benjamin remained calm, standing there and watching the oil-stained Elric get up from the ground.
Blood trickled from the corner of Elric's mouth, and there was a dark footprint on his chest.
Dashiell's face was ashen at this moment, and his previous arrogance and confidence were completely gone.
Being kicked away, Elric knew he was doomed.
Elric also knew it was over tonight. The man's strength was too overwhelming and defeated him in just several moves!
And it seemed that the man hadn't even used his full strength.
Elric didn't say much. He spat out a mouthful of blood, glanced at the disheveled Dashiell on the ground, and turned to leave.
"Mr. Jones, aren't you going to chase him?" Oberon asked.
William shook his head and smiled faintly, saying, "No need."
Benjamin also glanced at William, shrugged, and said, "Mr. Jones, you have too many enemies."
William rolled his eyes at him and said, "But I'm not the one who caused trouble first."
Next, a group of people surrounded the fallen Dashiell.
Dashiell screamed hoarsely, "No, you can't touch me! My dad is Casimir Gonzales of the Gonzales family in Imperial City."
Oberon, who had a bad temper, kicked him twice.
Dashiell was in a miserable state, barely managing to grab William's pant leg, crying and begging, "Mr. Jones, I was really wrong. Please spare me!"
William squatted down and said with a vicious smile, "Alright, Mr. Gonzales, how much do you think your remaining arm and your life are worth?"
Hearing this, Dashiell trembled with fear, stammering, "What... What do you mean? How much money?"
"Mr. Gonzales, that's not right. Since you paid to buy my limbs, you should understand what I mean." William grinned, showing his white teeth, and said, "To put it simply, you're in my hands now. If you want to leave alive, you'll have to pay for your life!"
At his words, Dashiell's body went limp, and then the pain in his knees spread throughout his body!
Dashiell gritted his teeth and threatened, "This is North Street. My family has people here! If you dare to touch me, none of you will leave here alive!"
He was now deeply regretting why he had only brought Elric. Had he notified his family members here earlier, there would have been no trouble.
"Oh, Mr. Gonzales, you're still trying to threaten me at this point," William said, slapping Dashiell's face a few times.
William's eyes twinkled as he said with a smile, "How about this: I have something to do later, so I'll just name a price. If you think it's fair, nod your head. If not, you might have to die here tonight."
"You can't do this, I really don't understand what you're saying, I have no money!" Dashiell said in a trembling voice. William was just forcing him to nod!
"Alright, since you want to know more, I'll give you a breakdown. How much do you think your remaining arm is worth? Or, how much is this broken arm, or your penis worth? I'll give you a price for each. You can't possibly not afford it, right?" William said thoughtfully.
"You! This is illegal! I'll call the police, you'll go to jail! I... I... I have no money!" Dashiell stammered, almost crying in fear.
With a mocking smile on his face, William said, "Are you seriously? What didn't you call them earlier? Strange. I remember your company has a cash flow of tens of millions of dollars. How come, before I even name a price, you're saying you have no money? That's not right. I don't like businessmen like you!"
William continued, "You better think it through. Spending money to buy your remaining limbs and your life is a good deal."
As he spoke, he took the iron rod from Oberon's hand and rhythmically tapped it on his right palm. Each sound was a torment to Dashiell's soul!
Only then did Dashiell realize how ruthless William was.
"How much do you want?" Dashiell asked.
He was scared by William and finally lowered his head in defeat.
William smiled, showing a cunning look, and poked Dashiell's other arm with the iron rod, saying, "I like fair and just transactions. How about three million dollars for this arm? What do you say? If you think it's fair, nod your head. If not, we can negotiate."
"What? Three million dollars? Are you crazy!" Dashiell blurted out, his eyes wide with shock.
However, when he saw the iron rod in William's hand, he lowered his head in fear.
Although his company had a cash flow of tens of millions of dollars, the net profit each month was only one or two million dollars. He had money, but not enough to waste three million dollars on an arm!
What if William wanted to buy his penis too? That would be over ten million dollars!
William said, "Well, you think it's not fair? You're a businessman, you can't be short on such a small amount of money. You know, this is your own arm, with flesh and blood. If it gets smashed, it would hurt a lot."
Looking at William's innocent smile, Dashiell was trembling all over in fear. He was really afraid that William would smash his arm if he got upset.
William continued, "Then let's negotiate. I'll count to ten. If you think the three million dollars I mentioned earlier is acceptable, nod your head. If not, there's nothing I can do." William shrugged.
Negotiate? Dashiell was almost in tears from anxiety.
"Ten, nine, eight, three..." William counted leisurely.
Confused and panicked, Dashiell asked, "Wait, how did it suddenly get to three?"
"Oh, because I feel like it," William replied calmly, tapping the iron rod in his hand and continuing to count, "Two..."
"Alright! Three million dollars is okay. I agree!" Dashiell hurriedly replied.
Though reluctant, he agreed to the expensive decision due to necessity.
"Mr. Gonzales, you're indeed smart. Now let's talk about your penis. No bargaining, ten million dollars!" William said, patting Dashiell on the shoulder.
Dashiell almost cried. He said, "Ten million dollars? It was just three million dollars earlier, how did it suddenly become ten million dollars?"
William spread his hands and said, "Is ten million dollars expensive? I think it's reasonable. After all, it's used for procreation and pleasure. I think ten million dollars is fair, unless you don't mind being castrated."
"No! I don't agree, you're raising the price on the spot!" Dashiell yelled as he shook his head. The price was too harsh. Although he had made a lot of money with his father's support, giving away thirteen million dollars at once was too much.
With a crisp sound, William smashed the iron rod on the tile in front of Dashiell, shattering it instantly!
He didn't bother to waste words with Dashiell; actions spoke louder than threats!
Dashiell's head buzzed, and he clamped his thighs tightly in fear, which pulled on his fractured kneecap, causing him to break out in a cold sweat!
"Alright, alright! I agree, I agree!" Dashiell replied through gritted teeth.
He knew that if he didn't agree, his penis would end up like that shattered tile!
He believed William would do such a thing.
William grinned wickedly, saying, "You're indeed a businessman, reliable. Now, let's talk about your life. How about thirty million dollars? Not too much, right? No bargaining."
Dashiell felt dizzy. He would rather die here now!
Thirty million dollars!
Although his family had earned a lot of money through the martial arts academy in Lindwood City, it was a family asset, not his personal wealth.
"Is your life more important or money? I think you can tell the difference. Sometimes, people have to pay for their mistakes," William said shamelessly.
Dashiell finally accepted the thirty million dollar price. He was planning to contact his father Casimir, as soon as he got back, to have William arrested!
He didn't believe that William, a poor guy, could fight against the Gonzales family!
This time, he admitted he underestimated William!
William made Dashiell transfer the money on the spot. Because the amount was huge, it took some time.
Watching his bank balance drop to zero, Dashiell felt a pang in his heart.
He looked at William, gritting his teeth and thinking, 'I won't let you get away with this.'
William seemed to see through Dashiell's thoughts and said, "Dashiell, do you know who burned down the bronze statue at the Gonzales family martial arts academy square in Imperial City?"
In an instant, Dashiell's heart skipped a beat!
An event flashed in his mind. It was an event that had once cast a shadow over the Gonzales family!
The Gonzales family had built their reputation on martial arts, and for three generations, they had been the spokespersons for martial arts, controlling half of Imperial City's martial arts resources.
But such a prestigious family had once experienced a shocking event!
The bronze statue at the Gonzales family martial arts academy square, which had stood for nearly a hundred years and was revered by all martial artists, had been burned down by a man!
It burned for a whole day and night!
The Gonzales family was very angry.
The martial artists of Imperial City were also angry.
But what was the outcome?
The Gonzales family endured it. To this day, the burned statue still stands there, regarded as a symbol of the Gonzales family's shame, to be remembered by their descendants for generations!
Dashiell stammered, "How... How do you know?"
He broke out in a cold sweat, staring at William in horror.
"I burned it," William said calmly, then turned and left, leaving Dashiell with an incredibly profound silhouette.
It was actually him!
Dashiell was completely panicked, trembling with fear.
After chatting with Oberon and the others for a while and treating them to a big meal, William left North Street.
Meanwhile, Mary had just gotten off work and was driving to the hospital to see Sarah.
When she arrived at the hospital, she found that there was already someone in the ward, a middle-aged man.
She didn't recognize him.
"Hello, who are you?" Mary asked politely, looking around suspiciously. There were also two bodyguards in black suits in the room.
"Oh, you must be Mary. I'm Nicholas, William's uncle," the man in front of her said with a kind smile, his eyes full of affection like an elder.
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