Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 1610

"Boy, you are asking for a beating." The man said with a fierce look.

James Smith, who had been acting as if he hadn't seen anything all this while, finally stood up. He had forgotten to tell his friend how powerful Samuel was. This matter couldn't be resolved with his fists.

Otherwise, he would suffer a great loss.

After all, the bodyguard that his father had hired had also been kicked unconscious by Samuel.

"Calm down, calm down, give me some face. Don't be so angry." James Smith stepped forward to be the peacemaker.

Only then did the man's anger calm down a little.

James Smith purposefully moved closer to that person's ear and said, "Don't fight, this kid is very powerful. Change it to another way."

Such a little kid, how could he be good at fighting?

Although that person didn't believe it, James Smith's words probably meant that he didn’t want to make things too difficult, so he could only change his strategy.

Samuel found a corner to sit down so as not to disturb their mood.

However, sitting in the corner did not mean that it had nothing to do with him.

Soon, another man came to Samuel with a glass of wine.

"Since we are friends, let's have a drink together. If you don't drink at the nightclub, you don't follow the rules," said the man. Samuel waved his hand. Drinking was not something that he was interested in. It was obvious that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble. Samuel was too lazy to bother him.

"Little brother, you can't do that. You don't even want to drink a glass of wine with us. After all, we came out together to have fun. Don't you have any ability?" the man continued.

"Handsome boy, have a drink. Are you afraid of getting drunk?"

"Don't worry, sisters won't eat you. Your little body is not enough for us to play with.

"That's right. We don't like hot meat like you."

Everyone in the room seemed to stand in the same line and sneered at Samuel.

Samuel was not irritated by these words. He said as usual, "I'm not interested in wine."

"Are you interested in women?" A girl with a slim figure sat directly next to Samuel. The strong smell of perfume on her body could be smelled.

When she deliberately put her hand on Samuel’s thigh, Samuel felt sick. It was worse than eating shit.

"Take your hand away. Don't look for trouble for yourself," Samuel said mercilessly.

"Little brother, you're so arrogant. You're a man. Have a drink with me. Don't bite off more than you can chew," the woman said disdainfully.

"Yeah, drink it if you can." "If you can drink more than her, we won't make things difficult for you anymore."

"If you can't drink, just stand outside the door and don't disturb us."

A group of people shouted with disdain.

Samuel stood up and walked out of the room.

"What the fuck, this guy is too incompetent.

"James, what kind of person is this? It's too embarrassing. It's really boring."

"Hey, he's just a kid. He shouldn't have appeared in such a place. He doesn't need to argue with a good-for-nothing like him. Let's play with her."

James Smith didn't say anything, but only felt a little strange. Samuel was leaving just like that? No way, wasn't he quite arrogant when he was still in the Smith Group?

Although he was indeed a good-for-nothing Young Master in the Hannigan family, his attitude was completely different from before.

After a while, Samuel returned to the private room.

The group of people didn't even look at him.

Everyone showed their shock. Drinking wine was to find the pleasure of paralyze, not to risk their lives.

The concentrations of ninety-six were extremely high. If things went awry, someone would die!

"Are you kidding? " The first man who embarrassed Samuel said.

"Don't you want to play? Don’t you dare to do that now?" Samuel said with a faint smile.

Young people were easy to be angered, and the easiest way to do that was to lose face in front of women.

There were so many women in the box. If they gave in, they would lose face.

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, who says I don't dare to play? I'll play with you, but let's make it clear first. If you lose your life, it has nothing to do with me."

Samuel did not say any more nonsense. He directly picked up a glass of wine, raised his head, and drank it all.

Seeing this, the man followed closely behind.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly changed, and everyone looked at the two nervously.

Samuel's movements were natural and smooth. Every time he drank a cup of wine, he would pick up the second cup quickly. There was no buffer time at all.

On the other hand, the other person’s performance was very uncomfortable. However, when he drank the fifth glass, his stomach seemed to have been lit up by a fire, which made him particularly uncomfortable.

"What the fuck, this guy is so fierce."

"He can't be drinking water, can he? How is that possible?"

The person who proposed this speculation naturally went to find out. He picked up the cup Samuel had drunk and rubbed it with his finger in his mouth. When he felt the strong stimulation, he denied the statement that Samuel was drinking water.

"I really can't see it. This fellow is really too fierce.”

Samuel drank one cup after another, causing everyone to be stunned. Even James Smith, who had always looked down on Samuel, could not help but look at him with new eyes.