Chapter 886


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 886


    The young man took off his peaked cap before cing it aside. After that, he flicked his burning


    cigarette butt out of the restaurant.


    As soon as he took off his cap, everyone inside the restaurant could clearly see that despite his skinny


    physique, he gave people an intimidating aura, and also how handsome and delicate his face was.


    When the woman heard this, she started acting more anxiously.


    “You must be blind! This is a genuine product! No way in hell will a person like you be able to


    distinguish between a genuine and a fake product! Why don’t you admit that you guys aren’t going to


    compensate me! Looks like I’ll have to teach you a lesson today lest you forget how powerful I am!”


    The woman nced at Bertold as she motioned for him to go ahead.


    Bertold and his men started advancing on the young man.


    “Alright, that’s enough. I know that all of you are great people. However, it’s really a knock-off! Why


    would I possibly lie to you?”


    As he spoke, the young man grabbed the woman’s dress and tore it open.


    “Ahhh!”


    The woman started screaming out loud again.


    “Take a look if you believe me. An authentic Hermes product is made out of raw materials that are


    treated with special care. But look at your dress. It is clearly made out of industrial cotton. You must


    have bought a counterfeit good somewhere, right? It costs three hundred and ten dors at most!”


    The young man said.


    The woman wanted to scream into his ears.


    However, she was stunned when she heard this.


    Bertold, who was about to close in on him, was also stunned.


    The both of them exchanged nces with one another.


    This was because everything that the young man had said was right. This was indeed a counterfeit


    product that they had bought for three hundred and eight dors at a discount sale.


    “So, we can onlypensate you three hundred and ten dors at most!”


    The young man said with a triumphant smile.


    “Aunt Maria, bring three hundred and ten dors here!”


    “Aye!”


    Maria nodded.


    The young man handed the money over to Bertold.


    Bertold felt embarrassed for being publicly humiliated by this young man in front of so many pairs of


    eyes. What ticked him off was the fact that he even took the opportunity to tear apart the dress of his


    woman.


    How dare he point out so loudly that his woman was wearing a cheap knock-off dress!


    If he were to leave without doing anything, then he, Bertold, would rather just be dead!


    “Okay, young man. You have a good eye, I gotta give you that. However, even if it really was a knock-


    off, why did you have to tear my woman’s dress apart? I’ll turn you into a darned cripple for doing that!”


    Bertold was fuming from the ears.


    Without warning, he sent his fist straight into the young man’s face.


    Boom!


    There was a sound.


    The young man grabbed hold of Bertold’s fist directly.


    And then, he tightened his grip on the fist.


    “Ouch! That hurts! Let go of my fist damn it!”


    Bertold yelled out in pain.


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    He was shocked.


    He could easily lift this man off the ground but how could he possibly exert so much strength using his


    fingers alone?


    “You want to fight? Then you should have just said so!”


    The young man replied with a subtle smile.


    After shaking his wrist slightly, Bertold’s arms started clicking and bending upwards at a bizarre angle.


    After that, the young man gave Bertold a slight kick and he was flipped onto his back effortlessly.


    “Ouch! My arm!”


    Bertold yelped in pain.


    His subordinates were all dumbfounded.


    Hearing all the painful cracks when the young man was grappling Bertold’sfist made them realize how


    powerful this seemingly harmless man was.


    Seeing how Bertold’s body moved, they knew instantly that his arm had be dislocated.


    None of them dared to move a muscle.


    “It’s okay. It will not hurt anymore after a while!”


    The young man said as he squatted next to the big guy.


    Bertold, who was yelling incessantly, looked at his horribly deformed arm before realizing that he wasn’t


    feeling any pain anymore.


    However, the awkward position his arm was bent into looked really frightening.


    At the same time, he saw the young man smiling indifferently at him. Chills crept up his spine when he


    started realizing how creepy the man’s smile appeared.


    He started sweating profusely as he said, “You…what are you going to do to me?”


    The young man smiled as he patted Bertold’s shoulder. “Bertold, with so many customers around,


    there’s nothing I can do to you. Weren’t you asking forpensation? Come! Why don’t we step


    outside and talk about it?”