The Vengeful Son-in-law novel Chapter 306

At the end of Rafael's words, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn and tense.

Large drops of cold sweat appeared on Elliot's forehead. Now he even began to repent of his action. He should have tried his best to dissuade Tom from entering the security industry from the very beginning so that there would be no situation where he would offend Rafael now.

To be honest, Elliot was more afraid of Rafael than Tom! After all, Rafael was a high-ranking member of the North Sky Association and the leader of one of the branches. Most importantly, the North Sky Association was hard-core. It was a fighting force. Rafael could beat him up if he pissed him off.

In Simon's eyes, Tom was just funny when he was humiliated. Simon felt pleased and gloated. Weren't you the arrogant boss of ZQ Media? Why were you terrified now in front of others?

Immediately, other people from North Sky Association followed up, surrounded Tom and his men, being on alert.

In an instant, Simon's face changed. Everyone felt great pressure. Their muscles tightened, and their breathing quickened.

At this moment, Tom smiled. Rafael's arrogance should come as no surprise, so he would not be angry at all. Today he came to declare a battle against North Sky Association rather than simply fight. Since he had come to declare a battle, how could he be angry?

However, judging by Rafael's reaction, he didn't seem to know that Tom and Wade were at enmity. This made Tom a little surprised.

So, did Wade feel embarrassed about this so that he didn't tell anyone else in the North Sky Association?

It didn't matter. He would still fight with Wade sooner or later.

Seeing that Tom was still smiling at his pressure, Rafael felt a little surprised. At the same time, he felt more provoked. His face darkened and he said coldly, "Do you think it's funny?"

The smile on Tom's face remained the same. He said, "Rafael, I'm not here to fight with North Sky Association. Didn't your association decide the rule yourself? How come you are now asking me about this? Do you mean that I only need to talk with you over the phone?"

When Elliot heard this, the cold sweat drops on his forehead became even larger. And his legs almost trembled. He wailed in his head, chairman, my lord, I begged you to shut your mouth. Rafael was a ruthless person who was not to be trifled with!

Rafael stood up from his chair and stared at Tom unkindly. Then he burst out laughing and said loudly, "What a chairman of ZQ, being both young and truly courageous. You have applied yourself to the entertainment industry, and now you actually want to hammer at the security industry! Well, well, well. You must have understood my rules of North Sky Association since you have brought so many people here. Okay, if you want a piece of the pie, show me some real stuff first!"

Tom maintained his gentle smile and said, "Okay. According to North Sky Association's rules, if my people win, it's considered a pass, right?"

"No problem." Rafael grinned, revealing a bright but cold, creepy smile.

Then he sat down again, pointed at someone casually, and said, "Xiong, go ahead. Show these mobs how powerful our North Sky Association is. Tell them with your fists that not a random, incompetent person can be a part of the security business!"

"Yes, Rafael!"

A burly man with a height of more than 1.9 meters walked out, his whole body corded with hard swelling muscles. He was obviously one in the heavyweight class.

He stood there like an iron tower, looked at Simon and his people with disdain, and said, "Which one of you will go first?"

Many people felt his aura and changed their faces. They knew that he was a tough nut to crack. Now they understood why Tom was so generous yesterday. It was not an easy task to fight here today.

"What, don't you dare to come first? Being so timid, how dare you want a part of the security business? What a joke!" The iron tower man looked disdainful and made a thumbs-down mocking gesture.

This action directly angered a lot of people. They were all vigorous martial arts practitioners, being relatively irritable. How could they stand this kind of contempt? At this moment, a hot-tempered practitioner strode out and said loudly, "You haughty bastard, fight with me!"