The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290

Just thinking about it made him quite emotional!

Seeing as Joseph was forcefully trying to take charge, Leon decided against doing anything. He put Louisa and the other women behind him, and retreated backwards so they would not get hurt.

“Where the heck did you come from?! Do you want to die?!” Ricky was furious as he shot his subordinates a glance. They immediately surrounded Joseph.

Joseph did not waste any time, taking the initiative as he kicked Ricky right on the chest. Ricky was sent flying into the bar counter behind him. The bottles of alcohol were sent crashing to the ground.

“How dare you hit Ricky?! Brothers, let’s get this guy together!” One of the subordinates shouted angrily, getting the others to charge at Ricky fiercely.

Ricky crawled up from the ground in a pathetic manner, incredibly furious as he picked out a broken bottle from next to him and rejoined the battle.

Bang bang bang!

Ricky was quite the competent external martial artist, so there was no way those random thugs would be a

match for him.

He looked like a tiger among sheep as he punched and kicked them, seemingly unbeatable.

In just a moment, Ricky’s men are all on the ground!

At that moment, the commotion had already attracted the other guests around. Many of them were standing around to look at what was happening.

“Wow, how strong is he?!”

“That handsome guy is taking on five others by himself. Isn’t that amazing?!”

“That’s right, he’s not just handsome, but so manly as well. Being with him must really make you feel safe…”

Quite a few of the female guests had a sparkle in their eyes, completely captivated by Ricky’s heroics.

Feeling the looks of admiration from everyone, Ricky made sure to put on a show. He held his head high and puffed up his chest, looking as impressive as he could. He was quickly the focus of everyone’s attention!

“Who’s causing a scene at the Blue Moon Bar?! How dare you?!”

A middle–aged man in a gray suit who looked to be in his forties walked over imperiously with a cold expression. He had more than ten strong looking men with him.

Quite a few of the regulars at the bar recognized the middle–aged man, and they quickly made a path for the

man.