"Dad said that he wanted you to take care of his business since you were young. Lombarth and I are not cut out for this. If you spend too much time on martial arts, you will fall behind in other areas. He wouldn't have objected if it was in ancient times, but times are different now. No matter how good you are at martial arts, a few guns will kill you. "Phelia repeated her father's words.
"Uncle wants me to take care of the business?" Garon was shocked. "How is that possible?"
"Why not? Dad had decided on this a long time ago. Anyway, I don't care. I'm not good at studying and my martial arts is average. My teacher said that I have no talent. If I can't support myself in the future, I will rely on you! "Phelia hugged Garon's arm and acted like a spoiled child.
"Dad said that among Xiao Yi's generation, you are the only one who will not let the business decline after inheriting it. If it were me or Lombarth, we would lose all of our money in a few years."
"Uncle has such high expectations for me …" Garon was speechless. He always felt that his uncle's care for him was beyond a certain level, even better than his own children. When he was young, Garon remembered that whenever he and Lombarth had a conflict, Lombarth would definitely be the one who got beaten up. It was obvious that Lombarth was biased.
This caused Lombass to look down on Garen and was extremely dissatisfied with him.
"Let's go, let's go." Phelia pulled Garon's arm and pulled him back.
Garon had no choice but to follow Phelia to the entrance of the building. But after a few steps, a tall youth with a cold expression walked out from the entrance, mixed with a few passersby.
"You are Garon?"
The youth was wearing a tight white shirt and black trousers, showing off his strong muscles.
Garen stopped in his tracks and glanced at the young man. "You are …?"
"I am Lombarth's cousin. I heard that you used your martial arts to bully Lombarth? Is that true? "The youth frowned and stared at Garon.
"What do you mean? I bullied Lombarth? Where did you hear that? "Garon wanted to enter the building, but the youth purposely blocked his way. He frowned. "Alright, stop fooling around. Make way, I want to go in."
"You're also a member of the family. It's not appropriate for an outsider to teach you a lesson. Today, I'm here to teach you a lesson on behalf of my cousin." The young man deliberately blocked the entrance.
"Are you sick?" Garon looked at him speechlessly. Phelia, who was beside him, had already silently walked to the side, looking like she was watching a show.
He already knew where this young man came from. His uncle's wife, Phelia Lombarth's mother, was a member of an ancient family from another place. Part of the reason for their marriage was because of benefits. Now, his uncle had made it clear that he was going to pass his business to another nephew who was not related to him by blood. This disappointed the hopes of many youths from the clans who had deliberately tried to befriend Longbass Filia.
Thus, there was a conflict of interest. Phelia's mother's family was not very good at running businesses, and their income had declined in recent years. Naturally, his focus was on his uncle's increasingly prosperous self-created business.
His uncle had started from scratch, and in the process of making a name for himself, he had borrowed a lot of power from his wife's side to develop his business. It could be said that in the process of his growth, his wife's side of the family had played a big role.
Now, his uncle, who was in charge, suddenly said that he was going to pass his business to his sister's son. What did this mean?
Garon's mind spun, and he immediately understood.
This meant that his uncle believed that all the youths from his wife's side of the family could not compare to him, Garon. Saying that only Garon could ensure that his business would not decline was proof.
Back then, his wife had also put in a lot of effort to develop the business, and had already taken his uncle's business as part of her own. Now that this troublesome matter had suddenly appeared, it was natural for her to feel unbalanced.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Garon had an idea of what was going on.
"You came to find me because of Lombarth's idea, right? Alright, stop fooling around, don't block the way. Let's go in and talk. "
The young man sneered, tilting his body and blocking the way again. He crossed his arms and looked coldly at Garon.
Garen furrowed his brows. "It's not what you think. Let's go in and talk. Don't be used by Lombarth. You'll believe whatever he says."
He did not want to have a conflict with the people from the other side of the family. The family over there was not just any small family. There were some gray and some black, and it was very complicated. Once this reputation was confirmed and there was a conflict, it would cause a lot of trouble.
"This is not what Lombarth said." The young man sneered and stared at Garon. He tilted his body and continued to block the way.
"Are you going to move or not?" Garon was a little impatient. He was not in the mood to play a brawl game with a kid.
"What if I don't move?" The young man did not back down.
Garon's eyes turned cold. He stretched out his right arm and grabbed the young man's neck.
Bang!
The young man's leg kicked hard on Garon's palm, making a crisp sound. Fine dust fell from the place where the two's hands and feet collided, causing fine white dust to scatter.
He quickly retracted his leg and did a spinning kick, forming a circle. The tip of his foot hit Garon's wrist.
Bang!
The wind created by the leg of his trousers made a whistling sound. The young man's movements were unusually elegant. Both of his kicks landed on the same spot on Garon's body. He then took two steps back and stood still.
"That's it?"
Garen looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"You!" The young man's face was pale, and there was sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that the previous few moves were not easy for him. Seeing that his opponent did not even move, he knew how big the gap was between them.
Garen glanced at him indifferently. He stood in the same spot without moving an inch. He patted the dust off his hands and walked through the open door. His palm and wrist that were kicked didn't even turn red.
"Don't even think about leaving today if you don't make yourself clear!" The young man shouted angrily. He rushed up and kicked Garon's chin.
Garon's face turned cold. He slapped his right hand and knocked the young man's right leg away. He then turned around and kicked hard.
Bang!
There was a cracking sound.
An adult man behind him was kicked hard. He hit the wall beside the door with a muffled sound. The man fiercely leaned against the door frame and struggled a few times, but he still couldn't get up. The way he looked at Garen suddenly changed.
He was the young man's bodyguard. He was supposed to sneak an attack from behind. He did not expect that Garon would turn around and kick him. His arm was fractured and he could not even stand straight. The strength of his opponent was far beyond his expectations.
He looked at Garen, who was staring at him coldly. Both of his eyes were filled with indifference, but he was not moved at all.
The bodyguard felt a chill in his heart. He had seen this look on his team leader before. He knew that if he moved again …
"He will really kill me …" He froze and did not dare to move again.
This sudden turn of events stunned not only the young man, but also Phelia who was beside him. Her mouth was slightly agape. A few passers-by who were watching the show could not help but gasp when they saw the kick from the bodyguard.
The bodyguard was sent flying like a sack and hit the door frame. The sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly. Just looking at it and hearing it was painful enough. Everyone felt a chill in their arms.
Garon laughed coldly. He knew that he had made enemies. He walked in front of the young man and pointed his index finger at his forehead.
"Even your bodyguard is so weak. No wonder uncle decided to hand over the family business to me. What's the use of people like you living in this world? You might as well die. "
Smack.
He flicked his index finger. The young man's head tilted back slightly and a red mark appeared on his forehead.
In front of Garon's murderous intent, his pupils shrank. The moment he was flicked on the forehead, he really felt like he was going to be killed.
"Don't kill me!!" He suddenly cried out loudly. He crawled back a few meters and hid behind a large vase. His eyes were filled with fear when he looked at Garon again.
Garon smiled and straightened up. He knew that the young man was completely scared out of his wits. In the future, he would become the scariest shadow in the young man's heart. Even if someone tried to provoke him, he would not dare to go against him.
This was also the reason why he wanted to obtain it. The young man's mind was not mature. He could not be scared even a little.
Since he had made enemies the moment the bodyguard attacked, he was not afraid of anything. Destroying their minds and solving the problem once and for all was the right way.
"Let's go, Phelia." He turned around and looked at the girl standing outside the door. The girl looked at him. Her lips were trembling and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.
The moment Garon walked over and touched the young man's forehead, she really thought that the young man would be killed!
She had only seen that kind of cold murderous intent from her father's bodyguards.
When she heard Garon's call, she opened her mouth. Her voice was a little dry.
"Brother Garon … That guy's name is Delai Xima. He is an amateur martial arts master. His …"
"Don't tell me that his so and so is some kind of super master?" Garon was speechless.
Phelia calmed herself down and whispered to him.
"No! His brother, Delai Ando, does not know how to fight. He is the most vicious member of the younger generation. He has made a name for himself in the society! You have to be careful! "
"Is he from the gang?" Garon frowned.
Phelia nodded.
"He is the number one in the gang outside the province."
"You know quite a lot about him."
"I heard about it from the elders during the family gatherings during the holidays. You have to be careful! This is not just a conflict between the younger generation … "Phelia said worriedly.
"Don't worry." Garon nodded. Now that he had the Black Jade Disk, he was getting stronger every second. Even now, a small pistol was not a threat to him from a distance. Only a short distance would pose a threat to him.
"Don't worry, there are rules in the internal conflicts between the families. Let's go and see uncle first. "
Garen shook his neck, making a cracking sound. Usually, the internal conflicts of the families were not allowed to use underhanded or dishonorable methods. Usually, they had to use their power to suppress the other party. Otherwise, they would not be supported by the elders.
Families that had too many internal conflicts would not survive for long. The internal conflicts alone were enough to divide the family's interests. Therefore, such conflicts were always carried out within a certain range. There were strict rules and boundaries.
He was not interested in his uncle's business. With his talent, it was easy for him to create his own business. All he needed was time and energy. However, this was not what he wanted.
Only his own strength was the true path.
"As long as they don't break the rules, everything will be fine." Garon licked his lips.
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