81 Western District’s Tyc.o.o.n
Danny Que clenched his fists and followed Braydon Neal down the street. This was where Kathleen Que had been bullied!
Kathleen was also studying at Preston University. She had been doing her homework until very late that night, and it was not easy to get a taxi, so she rode a bicycle back.
However, on this street, she was bullied by a group of hooligans.
As for how badly she was bullied, Braydon had seen it with his own eyes. Kathleen’s clothes were torn, and her arms were bruised.
Steve Xavier came quickly and handed him a phone. “Young Master Neal, this is the video from the street corner!”
In the video, Kathleen was riding a bicycle and listening to a lesson with headphones on. When she pa.s.sed by the street, she was suddenly pushed off the bicycle and fell to the ground. She was in so much pain that tears were rolling down her face.
The image showed a blonde-haired gangster with ear studs. He grabbed Kathleen and pulled her into the forest park behind him.
Kathleen’s frightened expression and eyes of despair could be vaguely seen. The pa.s.sersby around her hastened their steps and left, unwilling to cause trouble.
However, there were police cars patrolling the park constantly. Coupled with Kathleen’s cry for help, auxiliary police officers immediately approached the area and scared the hooligans away.
If Kathleen had not been saved, what would have happened next would have definitely ruined her life!
Crack!
The phone instantly shattered in Braydon’s hands.
“Where are they?” Braydon asked.
“They should be in the Brinhalm Bar, the territory of the western district’s Brinhalm!” Steve said.
Danes of the South, James of the North, and Brinhalm of the West were invincible in Preston. This was an old saying.
However, this old saying was just a joke in front of Braydon and Danny.
Three hundred meters ahead was the so-called Brinhalm bar. The neon lights were dazzling, and fashionably dressed young men and scantily dressed girls were coming in and out.
In a place like a bar, there were all sorts of people.
When Danny arrived at the entrance of the bar, he was immediately stopped by eight security guards. Judging from his aggressive look, he did not look like he was here to drink, but more like he was looking for trouble!
The leader of the security team was a man with a knife scar on his face. He frowned. “Brother, are you here for a drink?”
“I’m looking for someone!” Danny replied.
The man with the scar frowned. “You can look for people, but don’t cause trouble. This is Lord Brinhalm’s place. Those who cause trouble will not have a good end. Go on in!”
The scar-faced man was very confident. He believed that everyone in Preston knew of Lord Brinhalm’s name. No matter who came here, they would have to give him some face and not dare to cause trouble!
Once they caused trouble, it would mean smashing the place, and that would lead to even more trouble.
As Danny and Braydon entered the bar, they were greeted by deafening music, ear-piercing screams, and flickering lights.
A group of women suddenly surrounded the girls who were walking around in the bar and threw themselves into Braydon’s arms. “Sir, treat me to a drink!”
“Get lost!” Braydon’s tone was calm.
The word was cold and arrogant, which made Steve’s mouth twitch. Anyone could feel Braydon’s unkindness.
The girl with heavy makeup flew into a rage. “Why are you playing hard to get? Who are you to look down on here? How dare you scold me? Do you believe that I’ll find someone to chop you to death?”
Her voice was covered up by the noise in the bar. However, seated at the bar was Heather Sage who was laughing happily, causing many men to drool and want to hit on her.
Heather left the Neal family and did not return to the Sage family. Instead, she came to the bar alone, like a little girl who had fallen out of love. She did not expect Braydon to come here too!
Seeing Braydon’s att.i.tude toward the girl in the bar, she could not help but laugh out loud, and she felt much happier.
“His bad temper hasn’t changed for ten thousand years!” Heather muttered softly.
In this noisy environment, Braydon ignored everyone and said indifferently, “Find those hooligans!”
“Yes, Sir!”
Steve had seen the video, so he went through the crowd to find the person.
Braydon strode to the bar counter and looked at Heather, who had a dazed look in her eyes. He took her cold little hand and pulled her to his side.
“I’ll send you back to the Sage family after I’m done with my business!” Braydon noticed her the moment he entered the place.
Heather broke free and said stubbornly, “My coming here has nothing to do with you. What right do you have to control me?”
“I don’t care. I’m only doing this for Grandma Sage’s sake!” Braydon’s words seemed a little heartless.
It was obvious that he was telling Heather that he was doing this not because of their relationship, but because of old lady Sage.
Instead, it made Heather feel wronged, and she said, “I don’t need you to do anything for me!”
Braydon glanced at her, then took out his phone and sent a message to Harold Sage, asking him to come and take her away.
A place like a bar was not suitable for a girl like Heatherto stay for long. If an accident happened after getting drunk, she would probably regret it for the rest of her life.
Braydon turned around and left. He had come here tonight to deal with another matter.
“You b*stard!” Heather was both angry and aggrieved.
To Heather, she really did not expect that Braydon would really not care about her.
However, in the booth on the east side of the bar, a group of people was sitting and chatting at the top of their lungs. It was the blonde-haired gangster.
“Brothers, you don’t know this, but the female student I met tonight was really pretty. She had a good figure, long legs, and a perky b.u.t.t. One look and I could tell she’s a virgin!”
“You’ve just been released, and now you’re courting death. Are you tired of living?” A young man in a white suit and a branded watch beside him retorted.
“I’m under Lord Brinhalm now! What’s there to be afraid of!” The blonde gave him a thumbs up.
“A dog can’t change its habit of eating s.h.i.t. If it wasn’t for Lord Brinhalm protecting his brothers, they would have sentenced you to twenty years in prison for what you’ve done. They wouldn’t have detained you for three months and let you out!”
The young man in the white suit spat, knowing that the blonde-haired man was a complete sc.u.mbag.
In this place, there were at least thirty to fifty girls from decent families who had been seduced by him with date-rape drugs.
In the end, this guy still did not know how to restrain himself!
A shifty-eyed short man beside him whispered, “Big brother, look over there. What do you think about that girl?”
“Let me take a look!”
The blonde-haired man looked at Heather and his eyes lit up. He slapped his thigh and said, “Top-grade!”
“Do you want to die? Do you know who she is? She’s the pearl of the Sage family and Harold Sage’s younger sister. If you dare to touch her, Harold will have you killed!”
The young man in the white suit’s eyes gradually turned cold. He really wanted to stay away from the blonde-haired guy who did not know what death meant.
This kind of person might offend some big shot one day.
Hearing this, the blonde-haired man’s desire was extinguished. How could someone who had been in Preston all year round not have heard of the Sage family?
People like them could not afford to offend the people from the seven great families!
Steve came to the booth and compared the video with the blondie.
“I say, uncle, what are you gesturing in front of me for? Are you looking for death?” the blonde-haired man said impatiently.
Smack!
Steve slapped him with the back of his hand. It was clean and direct.
With a whoosh, the dozen or so people in the booth all stood up and glared at him.
The blonde-haired man covered his face and pulled out his knife in anger. “Kill him!”