Chapter 8 RevengeⅠ
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Entering the noisy Velvet Goldmine, Amos glanced around briefly and ordered a glass of whiskey.
“Hey, handsome, first time here?”
Seeing Amos drinking alone, a hot woman chatted up with him.
“Well… hey, beauty, I’m asking for information.”
“OK. But if you want to ask about my BWH… It’s a secret.”
The coquettish woman looked at Amos and cackled. Thinking that this man was not only handsome, the masculine body was also in a good shape. Would it be fantastic to have him at her one-night stand?
“Do you know Bob? I heard that he is a frequenter here.”
“Bob?”
Hearing this name, the pretty and coquettish woman who was picturing erotic scenes immediately was in surprise. She carefully looked Amos through and with vigilance in her eyes.
“What do you want to see him about?”
For an instant, Amos knew that the woman was in a good relationship with Bob.
“Well, my friend told me that he is doing well in the area, and I just want to ask him for a favor. If you don’t know him, just forget it.”
With no more words, Amos then continued to drink, as if not too concerned about what he had asked.
The coquet woman pursed her mouth. Maybe she had worried too much. This man was alone here. And Bob had dozens of healers who can fight. This man would be lost his mind if he came looking for trouble.
Thinking of this, she said with sweet giggles. “Handsome boy, would it do me any good if I tell you what you want to know? Maybe, a drink?”
Amos’s mouth corners hooked up an evil smile. He took out some money from the pocket and said, “For you.”
“Oh!”
The woman obviously did not think that Amos can be so generous. She took the money joyfully and gave Amos a charming smile.
“Such a handsome and charming man! I like you! A late-night snack when I get off work, OK?”
Saying at the same time, she reached out her fine finger and picked the chin of Amos gently, giving the s****l sign.
However, at the moment, Amos had no a bit of interest in her. He just smiled slightly and said, “Well, business before pleasure.”
No refusal was heard, and the enchanting woman smiled more fascinatingly. Her entire upper body was close to Amos’s, and a pair of full bosom squeezed his arm tightly. She pointed towards the innermost lounge of the bar.
“The man with blond hair is Bob. Go back quickly. I’m waiting for you here.”
“Well, it won’t take long.”
Amos grinned with a flash of a glimmer of light in his eyes and finished the whisky in the glass.
“Bob, what about having some fun? It’s boring when just drinking.”
In the innermost lounge, a heeler beside Bob asked ingratiatingly.
At this time, a flapper, who was almost clinging to Bob’s body, rubbed against him with her half-exposed chest and agreed, “That’s right. Let’s do something fun. I have heard that it will be more exciting to make fun of when getting high.”
Bob put down the glass cup in the hand and grinned. He kneaded the white chest of the sexy woman and said, “I've already got everything ready. But Dom has also warned that we can’t play with these things here. Drink first and we’ll have fun in a different place later.”
Hearing the cheerful news, all the gangsters around Bob whistled.
“Who is Bob here?”
At that moment, a cold voice interrupted the flattering.
“Did you hit an aunt in Sunshine Coffee a few days ago?” Amos was squinting his eyes and coldly stared at the arrogant Bob.
“What?”
Bob was surprised for a while and then burst into laughter and looked at Amos as if he was a neurotic. And the gangsters around also laughed loudly. The noisy music even can not cover the harsh laughter, and immediately, everyone in the bar was looking in their direction.
Most of the customers here were young people, who were with excess hormone come to the bar either to hunt for s*x or to find other excitement. And seeing it seemed to have a good play to show, they straight away gathered around like flies.
“That’s right! I did it. What do you want? Don’t tell me you’re looking for revenge for that b***h, are you? I’m so scared...”
Bob disdained to piss his mouth and sneered exaggeratedly. The guy looked ordinary and alone, and he has so many brothers around him. Therefore, he feared nothing.
Hearing Bob’s affirmative answer, Amos nodded and said in a cold voice, “Very good. It seems that I have found the right person. Now I give you two choices. First one, you break your legs by yourself and go to the hospital to kneel down and apologize, and then I will forgive you...”
Haven’t finish the words, al the people in the bar immediately broke out in a riot of laughter.
“Haha! Is this little brat crazy? He just asked Bob to break his legs by himself?”
“Did you forget to take your medicine? That's not an option to look for death. I reckon he’ll be crawling out today.”
“Kneel and apologize? Where did this guy come from? Who do you think you are? Oh my God! I’m dying of laughter!”
Many young people around mostly knew Bob and everyone felt that Amos was crazy for sure. A person alone here challenged the head of a gang, but also asked him to kneel down to apologize. He must have seen too many movies!
After listening to the words of Amos, Bob’s anger was beyond control. He did not think that someone would be so cocky and dared to look for trouble in his domain. However, he did not just hit the brat right away.
New York City was too big for him to know all the gangs. What if he belonged to the faction he can’t afford to offend? If so, he would be the one who was in trouble.
“What about the other choice?”
Although Bob was in a rage, he bears it forcedly. He wanted to ascertain the actual situation clearly first. After all, the person who dared to come to find him alone should have someone or something to rely on. He was very arrogant but did not mean that he was not a rational man.
“Are you sure you want to know the second choice?”
Amos smiled with an evil spirit in his eyes.
“The second choice. I do it by myself. Your arms, legs, and also, your dick.”
Amos’s words let all people in an uproar of more fierce. Bob’s facial expression was abnormal awful. The hand that grabbed a glass bottle squeezed more and more tightly. He asked word by word, “Who are you?”
"You have no right to know it,” Amos said indifferently. “Ten seconds for you to make a choice. The first one? Or the second one?”
“f**k!”
Bob could not hold his temper anymore. He roared loudly, and raised the beer bottle in the hand and smashed towards Amos.
“Guys! Beat him up!”
“Go!”
Seeing Bob started to fight, his heelers all rushed toward Amos too.
“That boy just dug his own grave.”
People on the scene could not help shaking their heads and sighing, but there was no sympathy at all. Instead, they were excited to see the scene of a group of people beating Amos, to be exact. If you were dealing with so many people all at one time, unless you were James Boud, or you were going to get beaten.
Amos was not James Boud, but he was in the skilled realm that not that much worse to the movie figure. While everyone was expecting that Amos was to be hit down in short order, Amos moved.
Facing the rushing gangsters, Amos snorted. He first learned to his left side to dodge the beer bottle, and then immediately kicked the man with a wild-curl up who rushed toward him first. At the same time, the right made a hand knife, and mercilessly chopped down on the neck of the red hair boy on the right. The two men then instantly fell to the ground and were both in a coma.
The others were transfixed at the sight of this atrocity, and the next moment a ghostly figure flashed past them, and then a sharp pain ran down their necks, and they all fell to the ground too, unconsciously.
And Amos had already controlled the power of his hands deliberately, otherwise, these guys had already been corpses.
In fact, it was only a few breaths of time until the last one fell to the ground in a coma and the people on the scene came to their senses.
How could it be?! Was this guy a monster?!
They would have thought themselves being delusional had it not been for the sprawl of men on the ground!
Right now, Bob who had hidden behind in the first place was frozen with the cold sweat running down from his forehead. Looking at Amos walking towards him step by step, he has a kind of illusion suddenly. At the moment, this man was the devil coming from hell!
“Dear my friend… I’m wrong! I surrender! I... Let’s talk it over.”
Being extremely frightened, Bod stammered, knowing that he was really messing with the wrong person.
“It’s too late.”
Amos looked at Bob who almost kneeled down to beg for mercy and smiled.
“I have given you the opportunity to choose.”
Before his voice had died away, with a flash, Amos directly rushed to the side of Bob. The next second, a shrill cry was sounded in Velvet Goldmine.
“Stop it!”
At that time, an angry and commanding voice was heard from above and attracted everyone’s attention.
Everyone looked upstairs. And Amos raised a playful smile.
The man was in his early thirties. Being slightly fat and with slicked-back hair. He was the owner of the Velvet Goldmine, Dom Vincent.
- Writer
