"Hehe..."
Elijah Winkler sneered coldly, straightening his collar and said, "It’s been a long time since anyone has dared to speak to me like that!
It seems that today, I have to give you some lessons to show you how powerful I am!"
As he spoke, he shouted towards the outside: "All of you fuckers get in here now!"
Soon, more than ten black-clad bodyguards rushed in.
The waitress, sensing that things were taking a turn for the worse, quickly fled the scene.
Elijah Winkler waved his hand, directly issuing an order!
"Give them a beating, and then throw them out!"
"Yes, Young Master Winkler!"
Over ten black-clad bodyguards nodded in agreement, and charged towards Lionel Yeager and his companions with an aggressive air.
Elijah Winkler and his companions watched with great interest.
Over the years, anyone who dared to provoke them had always been crushed beneath their feet.
Today would be no exception.
Lionel Yeager sighed and motioned to Bardon Bard, "Bardon, it’s your turn. Go easy on them, and don’t kill anyone."
"Alright!"
Bardon grinned and stood up, motioning the bodyguards to move closer. "Come on, I’ll play with you all for a while!"
The ten or so bodyguards closed in on Bardon!
Bardon easily dodged their attacks, meeting them head-on!
In an instant, the entire private room was filled with the sound of muffled blows and screams.
In less than three minutes, all of the bodyguards were lying on the ground, wailing in pain.
Bardon clapped his hands and smirked, "You guys are too weak; you can’t even provide me with a warm-up.
How about sending some more capable people over?"
At this moment, Elijah Winkler and his friends were dumbfounded.
They had never expected that this monk would be so powerful, handily defeating their well-trained bodyguards in a matter of seconds.
"Young Master Winkler, don’t hurt them! Don’t hurt them!"
At this time, a frantic voice came from outside the door.
It was the waitress, leading a slightly chubby, middle-aged man into the room.
This middle-aged man was the hotel lobby manager, Brian Winslet.
Upon entering the room, Brian’s eyes widened in shock when he saw the scene before him.
Elijah Winkler angrily said, "Manager Brian, I asked these people to give up their private room, but not only did they refuse, they also attacked my men. What should we do about this?"
Brian was overwhelmed.
None of them, including the hotel chairman, would dare to mess with these wealthy second-generation children.
He tried to placate them: "Young Master Winkler, please calm down. I will talk to them."
He walked to Lionel Yeager and his friends, smiling, "Gentlemen, the Winkler, Zac, and Franklin families are not to be trifled with.
It would be best for you to leave this room and apologize to Young Master Winkler. That way, we can put all of this behind us.
You can rest assured that if you do this, all of your expenses at our hotel today will be waived."
Lionel Yeager glanced at Elijah Winkler and the others and said resolutely, "I have a message for them as well!
We won’t give up this private room!
We won’t apologize!
They’d better get lost before I get angry!"
Elijah Winkler and the others were instantly enraged!
"Manager Brian, don’t interfere in this matter anymore!
Since these people insist on courting death, I’ll grant their wish!"
As he spoke, Elijah Winkler picked up his mobile phone, ready to make a call.
Margaret Franklin pointed at Lionel Yeager and his companions, snorted coldly and said, "A group of bumpkins dare to fight against us; You will pay dearly."
"Just wait for your doom!"
Vann Hubbard also sneered and said.
Brian Winslet sighed, "Gentlemen, I can’t help you with this matter anymore. You’ll have to sort it out for yourselves."
Elijiah Winkler looked at Ivy Chaplin with disdain, "What, are you this big aunt going to stand up for these three kids?"
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