"Arghh! It hurts!"
The man cried out in pain.
Even though he was a hooligan, he did not dare to attack any random stranger in the capital. He did not expect to meet this seemingly ordinary man, who dared to beat people up without any qualms.
In his opinion, such a man was just an immature brat who had never suffered before and didn't know how serious an offense he had committed.
The man pointed at Jordan and shouted, "Kid, you're finished. I'll make you go bankrupt and be in jail for half a year!"
With that, the man picked up his phone to call the police.
Jordan remained calm and composed. There were surveillance cameras and pedestrians who witnessed the incident. Jordan could not hide even if he wanted to.
However, Jordan did not need to hide. He had no need to fear anything either. This was because not only was he a member of the eight great families, but he was also backed by the capital's Black Ops Team!
He only needed to inform the Black Ops Team. There was no need to worry about such a small matter.
Go to jail? Pay compensation? No way!
"Don't call the police!"
The tattooed man stopped his companion from calling the police. "It's too embarrassing to call the police. Have we fallen to the point of begging for medical fees for being beaten up?!"
"Kid, you're quite ruthless. You should also be a martial artist. Very good. Since you attacked first, it's reasonable for me to get our fighter buddy to come and beat you up!"
The man beside him was also delighted. "That's right. Our buddy Leon can kill a bull with one punch now. He's so powerful. He can definitely beat this arrogant kid to death!"
The tattooed man looked at Jordan in disdain. "Kid, you better not leave. Wait here. I'll call my buddy over. Don't worry. When the time comes, we won't gang up to bully you. Leon will fight you one-on-one. He'll beat you up until you kneel and call him daddy!"
With that, the two of them staggered away.
Jordan was speechless. Young hooligans nowadays were not very capable. After losing a fight, they still liked to make arrogant speeches.
With Jordan's current status, he couldn't be bothered with such children. If he wanted to deal with them, he would probably destroy their entire family.
"These two fellows might find more men to come over later. Let's change hotels and not stay here," Jordan suggested to Lota.
Lota smiled and nodded. "Sure!"
Jordan looked at the map and said, "Then let's take a taxi to another hotel."
Lota said, "Don't take a cab. I don't like cars. I'm tired of them. I want to try the shared bikes here!"
Okay.¹
It was a breezy night so it was a good idea to ride a bike and enjoy the scenery.
Lota chose to try the new shared electric scooter.
The two of them rode their electric scooters, racing each other all the way. They soon arrived at the entrance of a hotel.
"Jordan, look, there's a hotel here! It's called the Love Nest Hotel. Wow, it's beautifully decorated and the door design is very nice. I like it here!"
Jordan took a look. This was indeed a hotel, but it was a love hotel...
"This is a couple-themed hotel. The rooms inside are designed for couples."
Lota didn't seem to understand. "Can't I stay here then?"
"Yes, of course!"
Jordan did not say anything else. Since Lota liked this place, she could stay here.
Just as the two of them reached the entrance, a man popped up. Jordan thought that it was another hooligan causing trouble, but he was wrong this time.
It was a salesperson.
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