Chapter 598 Hitting a Woman
Ryan couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Seriously? You think a few female bodyguards are gonna keep you safe?"
With that, Ryan pulled a handgun from his pocket.
Samuel and his crew's eyes widened.
One of the female bodyguards leaned in and whispered something to Samuel.
Samuel smirked, looking at Ryan with pure mockery. "At least get a real gun, man. What are you doing, bringing a toy gun to a serious fight?"
He continued, "Do you even know who these ladies are? Each one of them is a former special forces soldier, kicked out for serious offenses, and they've all got a body count. I gave them a new life, a new identity, and now they work for me. Each one of them can take on ten people at once!"
"That's why I run Aurora City! Even the top-tier Young family can't touch me. They just let me take what I want!"
Samuel turned to Ryder and Ryan, his voice rising, "If I didn't want to end this quickly, do you think I'd be wasting my time talking to you?"
Ryder rubbed his temples, glancing at the gun in Uncle Ryan's hand.
Wait a minute.
Wasn't that the toy gun Oliver left behind when he messed with the Johnson family?
But Ryder had faith in Uncle Ryan.
Back in the countryside, Uncle Ryan's family didn't farm or work regular jobs.
Yet, they always had meat on the table, and he often shared it with Ryder's family.
That meat came from Uncle Ryan hunting wild boars in the deep mountains.
The "Wild Boar Forest" in their old hometown eventually became the "No Boar Forest."
Even leopards and wolves that wandered in ended up on Uncle Ryan's plate.
Sure enough, Uncle Ryan stayed calm and collected. "You done talking?"
Samuel, furious, jumped onto the sofa and shouted, "Don't hold back, shoot them!"
Ryan cocked the gun, and the room fell silent as the gunshot rang out.
The bullet shattered a wine glass on the table, then pierced through the glass and embedded itself in the floor.
A faint green gas seeped from the bullet, quickly corroding the floor around it.
It was poisonous!
The female bodyguards, all familiar with guns, knew this impact was on par with a sniper rifle!
This wasn't a toy gun; it was a modified handgun with the power of a sniper rifle!
And the bullets were coated with deadly poison!
No matter where the bullet hit, it would be fatal!
Seeing the fear on his bodyguards' faces, Samuel snapped, "What, scared already? Ten of you can't take down two people? Capture them, and I'll give each of you ten million dollars!"
At his command, the female bodyguards exchanged glances, grabbed their knives, and closed in on Ryan!
"I was just trying to scare you, but now you're making me hit women. This is really tough for me, okay?"
Ryan held the gun in one hand and pulled out a pair of nunchucks from his back pocket with the other.
"All together now!"
The female bodyguards charged!
But with Ryan holding a gun, they hesitated.
Ryan seized the moment.Ryan whipped out the nunchucks, cracking one female bodyguard on the head.
Then another.
And another!
Screams filled the conference room.
In no time, all ten female bodyguards were on the ground, clutching their heads, unable to get up!
How could this be?
The bodyguards were baffled.
They had dodged, but the nunchucks still found their mark, and it hurt like hell!
One hit left them seeing stars!
Samuel was frozen with fear!
Ryan, seeing this, shrugged nonchalantly. "See, you made me use my old arms and legs, and now you're paying for it!"
He then patted Ryder on the shoulder. "Alright, the rest is up to you! That wine looks good; I'm gonna have a drink! I'm parched!"
Ryan walked over to Samuel, grabbed the half-empty wine bottle, and without waiting for permission, took a swig.
And spat it all out.
Ryan grabbed Samuel by the collar, lifting him off the ground.
"What is this, juice? Are you kidding me?"
Samuel's small frame shrank in fear.
Something the size of a cellphone fell from his body and shattered on the ground.
His voice changer! Gone!
"Wow! So you're really just a kid pretending to be an adult! Interesting!"
Ryan said, giving Samuel a playful pat on the butt.
Ryder watched this scene unfold.
He couldn't help but think Uncle Ryan was a bit of a weirdo.
"Stop hitting me, it hurts! You want the video, right? I'll give it to you for free, but please don't reveal my true identity!"
Without the voice changer, Samuel's voice was that of a normal child.
"Oh, your true identity?"
"Actually, I'm Samuel's son, Damon Powell! My dad was killed three years ago! The Crimson Beauty Club and Trace Investigation Agency still need to continue, so I can only use my dad's name to keep those with bad intentions at bay."
"So you want to team up against the Young family because you think they killed your dad?" Ryder asked.
If Damon was telling the truth, he was indeed a pitiful child.
Damon wiped his tears, sniffled, and nodded. "Yes! Three years ago, my dad went to the Young family's study to get something important and happened to record Constantine killing Lester. My dad was discovered and had to jump into the river to escape home!"
"But my dad was beaten so badly that he died within a few days! My mom drank poison to join him, leaving me alone!"
"Over the years, I've been blackmailing the Young family for a hundred million dollars annually to support these bodyguards to protect me. Otherwise, the Young family would have found me long ago."
As he spoke, Damon pulled out a laptop from under the table. "Here, the video is in here. You can watch it! If you find it useful, take it!"
Ryder nodded, then took a dollar from his pocket and placed it on the table.
"We agreed, one dollar for your video! Give me the video!"
Damon looked at it and shrank back. "That's not necessary; I'll give you the video!"
"Buy some candy with it!" Ryder added.
Damon needed Ryder and the others now, so he endured.
Soon, the video appeared on the laptop.
It showed a scene from three years ago.
The setting was an old-fashioned study.
Constantine was talking to a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's eyebrows resembled Brent's; it was undoubtedly his father, Lester!
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