Chapter 11

At the same time, in the biggest private room on the third floor.

Lucius was reclining on the sofa, with a beautiful girl in one hand and a cigar in the other.

Two other young men in the room were also holding girls in their hands, drinking and smoking.

"Congratulations, Mr. Reynolds. You have signed another big project. We'll be counting on you in the near future!" The tall man raised his glass and looked at Lucius.

"Haha, don't worry. You guys will receive the best treatment if you are with me!" Lucius smiled faintly and clinked his glass with the tall man's.

"By the way, how's your daughter's heart surgery going? Have you found the suitable heart donor?" The other man asked after taking a drag on his cigar.

"I found it!" With a smile on his face, Lucius said, "if everything goes well, she will undergo the surgery in half an hour!"

Speaking of this matter, Lucius looked evidently happier.

His daughter had been waiting for the surgery for almost two months. In the past two months, the Reynolds family had tried every means to get her a suitable heart donor.

As for the life of the heart donor, Lucius did not give two damns about it.

In Lucius' view of the world, everyone was born into different classes, either high or low according to their socioeconomic status. He felt like it was an honor for that heart donor to have her heart transplanted into his daughter's body!

"Really? That's great! Congratulations, Mr. Reynolds!" The two men said at the same time.

"Haha, thank you!" Lucius laughed and drank up the wine in one gulp.

Boom!

At this time, the room door was smashed into pieces by a gust of strong wind, and wood chips flew in the air.

"Ah..." the girls in the room exclaimed at the same time.

"Who dares to create a scene here? Are you courting death?" The tall man was shocked.

Then, he stood up and walked toward the people at the door. "Where did these trashes come from? Who do you..."

Bang!

The tall man was thrown backward as if he was hit by a car.

His body hit the wall behind him and fell heavily to the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Then, his head rolled to the side as he fainted.

"Ah..." the three women screamed again.

"Lucius, don’t you dare leave. The others, get out of here!" Yoel said in a low voice.

The three girls and one man ran towards the door without hesitation.

They did not dare to say anything more since they had learned from the tall young man's mistakes.

"Who are you?" Lucius calmed down after a short moment of the initial shock.

This was his territory. He did not believe that the other party dared to do anything to him here!

Moreover, he believed that his subordinates would come up soon after such a big ruckus.

In less than three minutes, the two young men at the door would know the consequences of provoking him, Lucius Reynolds!

Slap!

Before he finished his words, Howard raised his hand and slapped Lucius across the face.

Lucius was knocked to the ground, rolled over several times and fell flat on his face. Both of his front teeth were knocked out upon the impact and blood spurted out continuously from his gums.

"How dare you hurt me?" After struggling to get up, Lucius shouted angrily, "I swear, I will make your life a living hell today..."

Before he finished his words, Howard came to him in an instant.

Crack! Crack!

Then, Howard stepped on Lucius's right ankle. After a few crisp sounds, the whole ankle was smashed into a soft lump of bloody mess.

"Ah..." Lucius let out a hysterical scream, which could be heard all over the building.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps rushing from the corridor.

Then seven or eight men in black rushed into the scene, each holding a pistol.

"Are you courting death? How dare you hurt Mr. Reynolds?" The man in the lead shouted.

"What do you bother talking to him? Shoot! Shoot them now! Kill them!" Lucius roared angrily.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several men in black reacted and pulled the trigger at the same time. Bullets shot toward the two of them at the door like rain.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

To their despair, the bullets fell to the ground about one meter away from the two people, as if they had hit an iron plate, making a crisp sound.

"How... How could it be possible?"

The men in black froze as if they had seen a ghost, and their faces were filled with endless horror.

How could one block bullets like that?

What the hell!?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The next moment, Howard raised his hand and swept out a strong wind in a swift movement. The eight men in black were all thrown backward. They all fell to the ground and trembled for a few times before they stopped breathing.

Lucius's jaw dropped, his face as pale as flour, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Lucius finally realized what kind of a person was standing before him.

No other person possessed such skill in the entire Nimbulus.

"Who... Who the hell are you? What... What do you want?" Lucius gulped and asked in a trembling voice.

"Call Keith!" Howard said coldly.

"What... What do you want from my father?" Lucius was slightly stunned.

Crack! Crack!

Before Lucius finished his words, Howard grabbed his left wrist and twisted it hard. After a crisp sound, his whole arm was twisted into knots and hanging limply over his shoulders.

"Ah..." Lucius screamed again and fainted.

Puff!

Howard took a glass of wine from the tea table and poured it on his face. Lucius woke up again.

"If you dare to speak another word of nonsense, I can send you to meet your men in hell."

A murderous intent burst out from Howard's body and instantly shrouded Lucius.

"Don't... don't kill me. I'll call my father right now..."

Lucius trembled all over and quickly took out his phone to make a call.

"What's the matter? I just arrived at the hospital and was about to get off the car to work. Make this quick!" After the phone rang twice, Keith picked it up. "Dad... Help me... Someone wants to kill me..." Lucius cried out over the phone.

"What?" Hearing his son's voice, Keith shouted angrily, "what happened? Who did this to you?"

"Give me the phone!" Howard took the phone from Lucius.

Howard said word by word, "I'll give you three hours to bring Riley back to the Reynolds family's residence unharmed. I'll pick her up then."

"Three hours later, if I don’t see Riley, not only your son will die, but also everyone in the Reynolds family's will die as well!"

"Who are you?" Keith paused for a moment and then asked in a low voice, "How dare you threaten me? You are really..."

Crack! Crack!

Before he finished his words, Howard stepped on Lucius's knee again, the sound of broken bones was loud and audible over the phone.

"Ah..." the scream echoed through the corridor again, which was extremely frightening for one to hear.

"B*stard!" Keith recognized his son's voice and roared.

"Remember, you only have three hours. When the time is up and I don’t see Riley, be prepared to bury your son's corpse!" Howard replied in a low voice.

Keith took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

"I'll wait for you in the Reynolds family's residence in three hours!"