Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 197

“It’s been an hour now. Where is the person you talked to? Who will come to acquire the Zachary Restaurant?” Quintin pointed his luxury watch and spat at Maximilian.

“I know you’re just being pretentious. You want to acquire our restaurant? I think you’re talking about buying lettuce or tofu in the market. Do you know what will happen if you show off in front of me? It’s not simply about being beaten.”

Maximilian glanced at him, picked up his cup to drink tea, and seemed to care nothing about his words.

Steven was angry about Quintin’s words and wanted to quarrel with him, but she was stopped by Maximilian’s hint.

Quintin got more reckless when Maximilian didn’t respond him.

“Fuck you, have you lost your tongue? Are you coming for free tea? Where are your people? Who will come to acquire our restaurant? Let them come! I want to see who they really are.”

“You are such a shit! I must send someone to kick your ass and let you know what the consequence of pissing me off is! Come on, security guards. Drag him out and beat this shit in front of the door!”

Seeing there was a chance to show off, the security guards hurriedly gathered together and surrounded Maximilian.

“Hey, dude, stop fighting. There, just go out, lie on the ground and let us beat you as Quintin required.”

Maximilian sneered without saying a word, as if he didn’t hear anything.

The security guards looked at each other. The leader rolled up his sleeves and was ready to pull Maximilian out.

At this time, Deacon rushed into the room with his secretary.

He was so scared that the hair on the back of his neck almost stood up when he saw what the guards were going to do.

“Stop! What are you doing? You’re security guards, not hooligans!” Deacon yelled in anger, stamping his feet.

The security guards were frightened by the sound behind them. They trembled and looked at Deacon anxiously.

Manager Whitney rushed to Deacon and whispered to explain what had happened.

Seeing Deacon come, Quintin stood up and said with a smile, “Why are you here? Mr. Deacon. We met a loser and I told the guards to teach him a lesson. It’s not a big deal.”

“Not a big deal?” Deacon stared at him and wanted to kill him.

If he came here late, the big wig would be beaten! What was wrong with Quintin by calling him a loser?

The one who could threaten Mr. Ferguson was definitely much more powerful than him. Quintin was not even qualified to kneel before him!

Deacon was furious and glared at Quintin as if he wanted to kill him.

Quintin was terrified by his glare and asked, “What’s wrong with you, Mr. Deacon? Why are you looking at me like this? I am simply telling the safety guards to beat someone. Are you angry at me?”

SLAP! Deacon slapped Quintin’s face, making him dumbfounded.