<strong>Chapter 1421: Chapter 1421: The Tyrant King</strong>


    Just as Julius Reed said to Merrill Caldwell, Ambrose Young’s establishment in Swimming City did not solely rely on the Young Family’s background.


    It also depended on the ability to assess the situation and adapt ordingly.


    Who exactly is Gabriel Young?


    Would she ever joke with the future of the Young Family?


    Although Ambrose Young was unconvinced deep down, he was likewise clear about one thing.


    The masked person before his eyes was not ordinary.


    Despite his anger, he quickly regained hisposure.


    At the very least, if this masked person was firmly under his mother’s control, no one wouldpete with him for Merrill Caldwell.


    Overall, it could still be considered good news.


    A funeral handled joyously.


    Moreover, the Young Family was not afraid of the Haw Family.


    In fact, quite the opposite, no matter how powerful Adler Haw was in Swimming City, he would have to bow down to the Young Family.


    The reputation of “Two Kings and Four Ministers” was not for nothing.


    This p was more about venting anger!


    It was just Bryton Haw’s bad luck to catch the bullet.


    “Big brother Tianwen, you hit me?” Bryton Haw covered his face, blinked his eyes, and was confused about the situation.


    And the Haw Family’s bodyguards all pretended not to see.


    That was the Young Family’s eldest son, who would dare to intervene?


    “You should thank me for giving you this p. If not, you’d be worse off!” Ambrose Young’s tone was cold, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.


    “Didn’t your father die? Why do you still call him dad?” Bryton Haw was also impetuous; he was used to being surrounded and followed.


    Now being pped in public, he felt indignant within.


    Completely bewildered!


    “Bryton Haw, I gave you a lesson because I consider you a friend. If it were anyone else who dared to speak like that, they might already be dead,” Ambrose Young stated, with his hands behind his back and an expressionless face.


    Although he was very annoyed with this “wild” father!


    But there was no remedy, as the fact could no longer be changed.


    Since Gabriel Young had personally spoken, Ambrose Young would likely have to ept this reality for a long time.


    If he epted it, then to insult the masked man would truly be to insult his own father.


    Ambrose Young believed his mother would never trap her own son.


    “Haha!” Having been pped, Bryton Haw suddenly burst intoughter: “Ambrose Young, if this gets out, how could you ever hold your face up in Swimming City again? You can hit me, fine! But to casually call someone else ‘dad’? Moreover, this ‘dad’ of yours, he even brought you a new stepmother!”


    Provoked by these words, Ambrose Young noticed that following the masked man were two members from Ghost Market, carrying a girl.


    “You…” Ambrose Young quickly stepped forward to Julius Reed, holding back his anger and speaking reluctantly, “Dad, are you doing this with my mom’s consent?”


    “What difference does it make if she knows or not?” Julius Reed spoke indifferently: “If you can’t handle it, I’ll help you. Although I don’t acknowledge you as my son, I can’t let you be bullied.”


    Bullied?


    Bryton Haw trulyughed.


    Laughed with anger.


    To p someone and still call it being bullied?


    So, himself being pped, does that count as bullying another?


    “Ambrose Young, are you bewitched? The great Young Family heir, so easily calling someone ‘dad’, aren’t you afraid your mother would find out and break your legs!” Bryton Haw truly thought Ambrose Young had gone mad.


    “Dad, I can handle this matter,” Ambrose Young said with a somewhat somber expression.


    He turned back, walked up to Bryton Haw, andmanded with a threatening tone, “This is thest warning, otherwise, don’t me me for not considering brotherly affection!”


    “Brotherly affection?” Bryton Haw shook his head and pointed to his face, “Big brother Tianwen, you hit me today for someone else. We can’t be brothers anymore. Plus, don’t say I didn’t warn you, letting this matter of you calling other people ‘dad’ spread out, better think through the consequences yourself!”


    They say don’t hit the face when beating someone.


    But not only did Ambrose Young p his own face, he also threatened himself.


    Then don’t me Bryton Haw for not showing any consideration.


    The great heir of Swimming City casually calling a random man ‘dad’, it’s simply preposterous.


    “You…” Before Ambrose Young could even speak, Julius Reed had, at some point, already approached Bryton Haw.


    “Does the Young Family in Swimming City count as a major n?” he asked indifferently.


    “Yes!” Ambrose Young answered, not understanding the purpose of the question.


    “Then let me ask you another question, Ambrose Young, do you want to be the number one young master of Swimming City?” Julius Reed asked again.


    “I do!” Without any hesitation, Ambrose Young nodded: “I have always been striving for it.”


    “If anyone dares to speak to the number one young master like this, no matter their status, at the very least their leg should be broken.”


    Crack!


    No sooner had Julius Reed’s words fallen than his right leg ferociously kicked out!


    “Ah…” Completely unguarded, Bryton Haw’s left leg was cleanly broken in the middle, with blood and bone fragments tearing through his trousers and exposing raw flesh.


    “Pain! Pain!”


    Bryton Haw curled up in agony on the ground, screaming hysterically as if out of his mind.


    His knee waspletely shattered.


    “How dare you hurt Young Master!” Seeing this, Master Michael, the third assistant head coach, leaped in front of Julius Reed: “Do you realize the consequences of this!”


    Ambrose Young was still at the side; otherwise, he would have taken action himself, and snapped off the masked man’s head!


    Even so, Ambrose Young was still a bit slow to react.


    A p on the face is one thing, the pain doesn’tst more than half an hour.


    But now, Bryton Haw’s entire leg had beenpletely broken!


    Those bone shards, how gruesome!


    “Remember this.” Julius Reed surveyed the surroundings and said indifferently to the Young Family bodyguards: “Before I came here, it didn’t matter how you handled things. But from now on, anyone who dares offend the great Young Family heir, this will be their end!”


    Bang!


    Having said that, Julius Reed threw out a punch!


    “You dare!”


    Master Michael’s face changed dramatically!


    He was a Grandmaster after all; sensing danger, he instantly blocked in front of his chest with both hands!


    Crack!


    Even so.


    It was in vain.


    Julius Reed’s punch shattered Master Michael’s arms and cracked his heart.


    “If I want you dead, you can only die.”


    Thump!


    Master Michael spat out blood and fell to the ground, twitching uncontrobly.


    And the group of Haw Family bodyguards werepletely petrified with fear.


    “Go back and tell Commander Haw, if he feels dissatisfied, he cane to the Young Family to find me. But remember one thing…” Julius Reed pointed at those men and said with a light chuckle: “Bring a coffin. I deal with killing, but not with burying. If I feed your bodies to the dogs, don’t me me for not warning you.”


    With the main person unconscious and the strongest, Master Michael, dead, how could the bodyguards dare to waste words.


    They quickly picked up the unconscious Bryton Haw, swiftly got into a car, and disappeared into the Ghost Market.


    “Can this… really be ok?” As he watched the departing car, Ambrose Young finally came back to his senses.


    This is ying too big, isn’t it?


    It’s true that the Young Family is powerful, but the Haw Family isn’t so weak that they would remain silent if their son’s leg is broken!


    “Dad, you’re bringing disaster to our Young Family!” Ambrose Young was somewhat angry.


    Regardless of anything else, Adler Haw would definitely think this was the Young Family’s doing.


    “A hegemon never considers that much.” Julius Reed turned around, looked at Ambrose Young, and said: “If it were your mother standing here today, would she engage in such meaningless verbal jousting with others?”


    Ambrose Young thought about it and showed sincere respect by bowing deeply to Julius Reed.


    Afterward, he led his people and ran off in a frenzy.


    “Where are you going?” Julius Reed was curious.


    “To cripple his other leg!” Ambrose Young shouted loudly: “I want to be a hegemon! I can’t be like my father underground, a coward!”