rming the fact she didn't mind it so much. Looking at Ye Bufan, she said, "But little brother, can I follow you for a while""This isn't right, is it"Ye Bufan saved the girl out of simple kindness, he..."This… you… you dare to hit my men!"

This guy was completely dumbfounded for a moment. He had always been arrogant and domineering, never encountering any setbacks before.

Those who know his identity dare not provoke him, and those who do not know it are no match for his super-powerful subordinates.

Today, I thought facing a dad holding a baby, plus three beautiful women, would be a piece of cake. Unexpectedly, things turned out this way.

"You're the one I'm hitting!"

Sima Wei raised her hand and slapped him, knocking out half of his teeth. He was spun around like a top.

"You... you're dead, do you know who I am..."

The young man was completely dumbfounded. For so many years, he had only beaten others. When had he ever been beaten

"Whoever you love..."

Sima Wei countered with a slap, followed by a kick to his lower abdomen, sending him flying over ten meters and crashing back down to the ground.

"Get out of here, I'll kill you next time!"

Sima Wei clapped her hands and walked into the hotel with Ye Bufan and others.

As the eldest daughter of the Perlan family and a former supermodel who once graced the covers of every major magazine in the US, Alicia is intimately familiar with this place.

No sooner had he stepped inside than the hotel manager rushed to greet him.

"Folks, I advise you not to stay at our hotel. Please leave!"

"What do you mean I'm a VIP here, am I not welcome"

"No, ma'am, our hotel certainly welcomes you."

"But you just beat young Master Stevenson, so you better get out of here quickly, or you might not be able to leave later..."

Yè Bùfán said, "You don't need to worry about this. We will handle it ourselves. Just prepare a presidential suite."

"Well...that's okay then."

The front desk manager couldn't offend either party, so he had to give them a presidential suite.

Several people were sitting in a room, having some tea and snacks.

But after a while, before the food even arrived, that front desk manager hurried back in looking flustered.

"Gentlemen, Mr. Stevenson has indeed arrived with his men. You best be leaving now."

"Our hotel has a helipad on the roof, you can sneak away from there..."

Ye Bufan's divine sense swept over the building below, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

Just bring us the food, and don't worry about anything else. If we cause any damage to the hotel, we will compensate you for it.

“I…”

Seeing that no one was listening to his advice, the manager of the hall could only nod and walk out.

At this moment, in front of the Hilton Hotel, a roar of engines fills the air as motorcycles and off-road jeeps pull up to the entrance.

After parking their vehicle, one by one they got out—all burly men.

Some had steel pipes and short knives in their hands, while others carried firearms directly. Each one looked like a ferocious beast.

The man had a huge beard and was over two meters tall. He had rough, muscular features, his bare chest covered in tattoos, and an air of menace and ferocity about him.

Seeing him, the crowd who originally wanted to watch the show were all scared away. This big-bearded man was a very famous figure in the underground world of Apple City.

This guy came from the underground boxing ring. Later, with his super strength and ruthless methods, he gradually stood firm and became one of the most ferocious figures in Apple City.

And he brought with him these followers, numbering over two hundred in all.

These people stood at the door, radiating an intimidating aura, and no one in the entire hotel dared to approach them.

"My goodness, isn't that the Bearded Demon What is he doing here"

"It's over, someone is bound to be unlucky again. To provoke this guy means there won't be a good ending, I'm afraid not even the corpse will be left behind..."

"Indeed, in Apple Town, nothing is more frightening than provoking Big Beard..."

The onlookers kept their distance, whispering nervously amongst themselves. They clearly feared the man with the beard intensely.

Just then, a long Rolls-Royce drove up. The door opened, and the bandaged Stevensen, looking like a mummy, stepped out with the help of two bodyguards.

"Master, what's wrong with you"

The bearded man was startled. Despite being the kingpin of Appletown, there were some things he just couldn't get away with. He still relied on the Lodin family behind Stevenson.

"Damn Chinese."

Having already lost several teeth, and coupled with his extreme anger, Stevensen's voice was somewhat slurred.

There was a Chinese man holding a baby, a Chinese woman, and two American women in the hotel.

Bring them all to me, chop the men into pieces and sink them in the sea to feed the fish. As for the women, I'll make them know what it means to be worse than dead!

This guy was furious, he'd never been treated so poorly in all his years. Every word was dripping with hatred.

"Yes, Master. Leave this to me, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

The man with the big beard patted his strong chest, making a loud thumping sound.

As he was about to lead his men into the hotel, a deafening roar of engines suddenly filled the air. A helicopter descended from the sky and landed right in front of the hotel entrance.

Seeing this, everyone present was stunned and looked over together.

The helicopter door opened, and Death Howard jumped out in a hurry. He was wearing an extremely large black robe and had sunglasses on his face.

Even though the hotel was illuminated by dazzling lights, it still gave off a sense of darkness and ominous oppression.

Behind him followed four men in black, though they were not a large group, each one exuded an aura as imposing as a mountain.

Upon seeing their arrival, the bushy-bearded Mong's pupils constricted.

Having spent so many years in the underworld, he naturally knew what kind of people to avoid and who to stay far away from in America.

Although there were only a few people in front of him, they gave him an extreme sense of danger. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and a person came to mind.

Howard rushed here in a hurry, though he was in a rush, but his manners were impeccable. He parked the plane in front of the door, tugged at his black robe, and prepared to enter.

As for the big bearded men in front of the door, he couldn't even be bothered to glance at them.

Just then, he suddenly heard Ye Bufan's voice in his ear.

"First, get rid of the flies at the door, and then come in to see me."

Yes, master!

Howard readily agreed, and everyone around was startled, not knowing who he was speaking to.

Turning back, he looked at Stevenson and the others.

Although he was completely shrouded in a wide, black robe, concealing his eyes from view, everyone felt as if they were being stared down by death itself, sending a shiver down their spines.

"You **ing flies, get the hell out if you don't want to die!"

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