Chapter 530 Ryder, You Can't Just Let Me Die Here!
Oliver was so furious upon hearing this that he smashed the megaphone in his hand!
"Everyone, pick up your weapons and kill him!"
His subordinates, upon hearing this, all grabbed their steel rods and clubs!
They charged at Ryan with great momentum!
"Don't be impulsive! Don't all come at me! If you want someone, take this guy!" Ryan quickly pulled Rex in front of him.
Rex sighed and then looked at Ryder. "Ryder, should we fight?"
Ryder shook his head.
So, Rex pulled Ryan back in front of him again!
Ryan was utterly confused!
He rolled his eyes and shouted, "I'm with Maple Group, who dares to hit me!"
What?
Maple Group?
Upon hearing this, Oliver's subordinates indeed stopped in their tracks and turned to look at Oliver for instructions.
Oliver naturally heard it too.
Seeing it worked, Ryan immediately pulled Ryder in front of him. "See this guy? He's the new president of Maple Group! Ryder!"
The Johnson family members quickly chimed in:
"Yes, Ryder is the pride of the Johnson family!"
"You better back off, or Maple Group's gonna make you regret it!"
"He's gonna send you all to jail!"
Everyone knew Maple Real Estate ran Houston, and Maple Group? That was the big leagues!
The Johnson family members weren't stupid. The reason they followed Anthony to New York City was largely because of Anthony and Sarah's good relationship.
Naturally, as Sarah's husband, Ryder would definitely support the Johnson family!
They originally thought Ryder was just a high-level manager at Maple Group in New York City, but it turned out he was the chairman!
Andy, listening to these compliments about Ryder, felt very conflicted but couldn't find words to refute!
Abigail felt the same.
Right then, she was still clinging to the hope that Ryder would save her.
She squirmed out of the sack, her grimy body sliding to Ryder's feet like a slippery eel.
Clutching his ankle, she begged desperately, "Ryder, please! I was wrong, okay? I looked down on you for being the Johnson family's live-in son-in-law, and I'm sorry!"
Ryder instinctively tried to pull his foot back.
But Abigail only held on tighter!
She screamed, her voice raw, "Ryder, you can't just let me die here!"
Ryder was silent for a moment.
He had no choice!
Ryder sighed lightly, took off his coat, and threw it on the ground. "Put on some clothes first."
Abigail was overjoyed, thinking Ryder had agreed to help her.
She let go of Ryder's ankle and quickly put on Ryder's coat.
As her body warmed up, so did her heart!
Sarah was really lucky to marry such a considerate man like Ryder!
"You're really gonna step in for her, huh?" Oliver glared at the scene, noticing the gratitude plastered on Abigail's face.
His anger only burned hotter as he stared Ryder down. "So, you're the new hotshot CEO of Maple Group, huh, Ryder?"
Ryder met Oliver's gaze and nodded. "Yeah, I'm Ryder. Got a problem with that?"
"Damn right I do!" Oliver laughed, louder this time. "Looks like the universe's doing me a solid! Everyone who's crossed me is right here. I can take care of all of you tonight!"
The Johnson family froze.
Who the hell was Oliver that he wasn't even fazed by a powerhouse like Maple Group?
Could he be part of some elite—or even legendary—family from NYC?
Oliver quickly revealed his identity: "You losers, what is Maple Group? I'm a direct heir of the Weaver family! And Ryder? He's got the nerve to mess with my buddy Tyler. He's digging his own grave!"
He spun to his crew, barking orders. "All of you, move! Break Ryder's or Ryan's arm, and you're walking away with 100 grand. Snap a leg, and it's 300K!"
His goons' eyes lit up like Christmas morning.
Seeing this, Rex quickly walked up to Ryder. "Ryder, step back, I'll teach these people a lesson!"
"Alright, be careful." Ryder left the area to Rex.
The Johnson family members also took several steps back.
Ryan, on the other hand, had already moved to Anthony's side! Safely out of harm's way!
"Go, you cowards! Do you really think I'll give up just because you sent out a big guy? Beat him up first, then deal with Ryder!"
"Got it!"
His subordinates rushed at Rex!
Rex squinted his eyes slightly. "If you want to hurt Ryder, you'll have to get through me first!"
With that, Rex dodged and landed a right hook on the thug swinging a club at him!
Before the guy could scream, Rex kicked another person away with his left foot!
As the latter hit the ground, Rex quickly moved forward, snatching a long club from another person's hand.
With a single sweep of the club!
He knocked down at least four people!
Rex skillfully wielded the long club, and soon, the dozen or so people surrounding him were all on the ground!
They were down for the count—no way they were getting back up!
It was fast, incredibly fast!
In just thirty seconds, the outcome was decided!
And Rex continued to swing the long club in his hand, hitting the people on the ground one by one, making them scream and beg for mercy!
"How is this possible?"
The Johnson family members' eyes were wide open!
They knew Rex had grown up rough in the sticks, but they never expected him to be this much of a beast!
Even Anthony had to admit—Rex was something else!
Oliver, meanwhile, was completely stunned.
But he snapped out of it fast.
He forced himself to keep cool, pulled out a gun, and aimed it straight at Ryder and the others. "Don't move, or I'll blow your heads off!"
A gun!
It was actually a gun!
Rex glanced over, tossed the club aside, and balled up his fists.
He started marching straight toward Oliver!
Oliver wasn't ready for that kind of guts. He stumbled back a couple of steps, gun shaking as he aimed it at Rex. "Back the hell off! I'm serious—I'll shoot!"
Ryder's heart skipped a beat when he saw the gun. "Rex, get back here!"
He couldn't let Rex do something reckless.
Rex paused, then reluctantly stepped back to Ryder's side.
Oliver kept backing up, yelling, "Stay the hell back!"
No one dared to make a move.
Once he was far enough, he suddenly burst into this crazy, hysterical laugh.
"You morons! Can't even tell it's a freaking toy!" He fired the fake gun, and little plastic pellets sprayed toward the Johnson family.
They thought it was the real deal, so when they heard the "gunshots," they freaked out.
In the chaos, someone shouted, "Oh crap! Anthony's down—he's out cold!"
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