Chapter 107 I'll Pay for their Funeral Expenses.
Even a fool could sense his helplessness. Jennifer and her friends exchanged glances, too shocked to speak. Was Tommy going to bow his head like Thomas?
Who exactly was this, James, that even Tommy had to compromise?
Jennifer was utterly exhausted. Why couldn't they deal with James?
Tommy's expression was stiff, looking worse than crying. Observant people noticed the clenched fist behind his back, veins bulging, nails digging into his flesh.
He was furious.
"It seems you are aware that I'm not to be messed with. From now on, if Harry sees me, he better go around. Otherwise, I'll beat him every time I see him." James laughed darkly, and suddenly, he broke another one of Harry's legs.
Harry let out another agonizing scream.
Tommy's face darkened. "James, this is too much."
He felt like he was losing control, several times feeling the urge to grab a gun from his men. James snorted coldly. "Yeah, I'm bullying you. So what? Just now, dozens of you ganged up on me. Did I say it was too much? Remember, if you see me, walk the other way, or I'll beat you every time."
After saying this, James stomped on Harry again before leisurely walking towards the stairs. Too arrogant!
Three of Tommy's men couldn't hold back, pointing their guns at James and shouting, "I'll fight you to the death."
Before they could pull the trigger, James had already swept his left hand, sending several forks from the table flying, piercing their wrists.
The three men screamed in unison, stepping back two paces and dropping their guns. They looked at James in disbelief, never expecting him to pierce their hands with forks. Instinctively, they reached for their guns, but James was already in front of them, grabbing three forks and stabbing down again.
This time, he pinned their left hands to the floor.
Blood flowed freely.
Another round of agonized screams made Jennifer and her friends shudder.
James's ruthlessness was beyond their imagination.
The three injured men couldn't stand, couldn't pull out the forks, and could only sit on the ground, faces full of terror and fear.
Their defiance was completely gone.
To them, James was a demon.
A dozen of their companions gritted their teeth, but no one dared to act rashly. They could only glare at James.
"Are you not going to get out of my way?" James spoke calmly, "Do you all want to die?" Jennifer and the others were slightly dazed. They had never imagined that James could be so reckless. What was even more frustrating was that Tommy could do nothing to him. "Move." Tommy suppressed his anger. "What goes around comes around. We'll meet again."
This sentence was full of gritted teeth like a snake spitting its tongue.
He swore to get revenge.
"Bastard, you talk so much, you call so many people, but you don't dare to kill me." At this moment, Harry, who had recovered from the pain, was half-kneeling on the ground, staring at James's back and laughing menacingly.
Harry said, "You know the consequences of killing me are severe, don't you? James, this is our difference. No matter how angry you are, you only dare to beat me up, to break my limbs, but you don't dare to kill me. But me, if I get the chance, I dare to kill you, to kill your whole family, without worrying about the consequences. No matter how good a fighter you are, no matter how much you bluff, you are just an ordinary person. Our social status determines that our lower limit is your upper limit. Just you wait. Sooner or later, I will kill you. Even if I can't kill you, I can still get to Mary and your mother."
He laughed wildly, unspeakably pleased with himself. Ordinary people would remain ordinary forever. They can never turn the tables.
Jennifer and her friends also regained their arrogance, looking mockingly at James as he left. No matter how fierce he was, he would eventually leave with his tail between his legs.
Although it felt a bit like celebrating a funeral, it made them feel a bit better.
James turned back to look at Harry. "You want to harm my family."
"You can fight, you have backing, it's hard for me to touch you, but your family isn't the same, right? There are times when you're not around them, right? Times when you can't protect them, right? They'll be alone sometimes. They'll nap sometimes, right?" Harry laughed maniacally as if to cover his fear or to vent his hatred for James.
Harry added, "Don't let me find an opportunity, or I'll kill them."
He had been seriously injured today, lost face, and even Tommy and the Jones family had suffered. Harry couldn't accept it and had to get something out of it.
But what he said was true. No matter how strong James was, he couldn't be with his loved ones all the time, making it easy for Harry to find an opportunity.
With Harry's money and power, killing Michelle and Mary wouldn't be too difficult.
Tommy also squinted slightly, showing a stance of settling the score sooner or later.
James's eyes flashed with killing intent. He smiled brightly at Tommy. "Your son is very arrogant, threatening me. Won't you control him?"
"I can't control him." Tommy seemed to have grasped James's weakness, showing more contempt and disdain.
He didn't dare to touch James, but James also didn't dare to cross the line.
James pressed further, "Are you sure you can't control him?"
"I can't control him." Tommy taunted, "Why don't you try?"
"Alright," James nodded lightly, pulled out a stack of cash, and threw it into the air.
Money fluttered everywhere.
James said, "Tell the Jones family I'll cover the funeral expenses for the Jones father and son."
With that, James walked down the stairs. Suddenly, Brian, who had been ignored, rushed forward, holding a gun in both hands and firing.
Harry and Jennifer were instantly riddled with bullets.
With the final shot, Brian blew Tommy away.
TranquilTea Haven was in chaos.
At 5 PM, James walked out of the Rosewood City police station.
He was unscathed.
Tommy and Harry were dead. The police had investigated him, but the killer was determined to be Brian, having nothing to do with James.
Harry had a grudge against Brian for stealing his wife and publicly humiliating him, giving Brian a strong motive for revenge.
And James and Brian had always been at odds. Not long ago, Brian had even beaten James, so James couldn't have instigated Brian to kill.
James's fault was injuring people in public. Witnesses like Donna testified that James didn't fire the gun, so he was released on bail after paying hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Brian was arrested and detained, but he had late-stage liver cancer, meaning the Jones family and Jennifer would never get justice.
Standing at the entrance, James looked at the beautiful sunset.
Although his hands were stained with blood, James felt it was all worth it because Mary no longer had Harry as a ticking time bomb.
He wanted to go to the hospital to see Mary and explain the Vocal incident, but then a red Ferrari roared up.
The car drifted to a stop beside James, and the window rolled down, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.
"Please get in." Olivia smiled sweetly. "My king."
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