Charles still had some feelings for Mikasha.
If Mikasha hadn't rented the apartment to Charles at such a low price, Charles would have been even worse off.
Even though he was three months behind on the rent, and he hadn't paid it until yesterday.
So Mikasha was still very important to him.
Charles quickly replied, "I'm drinking with a client at Room 81 of Manhattan's Boya Hotel."
"That client seems to be trying to get me drunk. He said that he's going to a nightclub to drink later. I drank a little and my head is already a little dizzy. Can you come and pick me up?"
Charles was furious when he heard this.
"Wait for me, I'll be right there."
He quickly sent a message, saying that he wouldn't be able to watch a movie and have dinner with her, to Cersei.
Then, he stepped on the accelerator and the Audi R 8 sped away like a wild horse.
Soon, Charles arrived at the entrance of the Doya Hotel in Manhattan.
Room 81!
Outside the room, there were two burly men wearing sunglasses and black suits.
Before he reached the room, Charles heard Mikasha's voice coming from inside the room.
Her voice was weak.
Her voice sounded delirious and it was obvious that she wasn't in a good state. "I really can't drink anymore. I still have something to do. I asked my boyfriend to come pick me up."
A dissatisfied male voice sounded, "Mikasha, what are you doing?!"
"Mr. Newland wants you to drink, so you have to drink this glass of wine obediently. Otherwise, don't work in this industry in the future!"
Charles was instantly furious. He quickened his pace and was about to kick open the door of the private room.
When the two bodyguards saw Charles approaching aggressively, their faces immediately darkened. They took a step forward to block Charles.
One of the bearded bodyguards shouted sternly, "Stop! What do you want to do?"
Charles' face darkened. He was too lazy to say anything to the two of them. "Get lost!"
The two bodyguards looked at each other. They actually opened their large hands and grabbed at Charles.
From the actions and vibe of these two bodyguards, it was obvious that they were professionals.
Charles was furious. He couldn't care less. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed one of the guys' arm quickly. Then, he pulled him towards himself.
His shoulder took advantage of the momentum and knocked this burly man who was more than 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 200 pounds into the wall.
The other bodyguard in a suit was shocked!
The companion who was sent flying was a soldier who came back from Africa. He was very strong and his combative skills weren't bad. Usually, even five or six burly men couldn't even get close to him. He didn't expect him to be knocked away by Charles.
Charles didn't have the mood to study the mental activity of this bodyguard.
After sending one bodyguard flying, he ruthlessly sent a flying kick.
Although he didn't have any moves, he was unable to withstand his speed and strength!
Instantly, he kicked the bodyguard that was standing to the ground and he was unable to get up for a long time.
Charles didn't find it strange that he had taken down two strong men in an instant. Clearly, this was the effect of the beginner gene reagent!
He didn't have the time to think about this question. He looked coldly at the two men who had fallen to the ground. Then, with a sudden kick, the door of the private room was instantly kicked open.
There were four people in the private room.
One of them was a guy who was as fat as a pig. He was holding a glass of wine in front of Mikasha. At this moment, he turned around in shock and looked at Charles, who had kicked open the door. Then, he hurriedly put down the glass of wine in his hand.
Another middle-aged man, who was making a move on the woman in his arms, had already pulled out her bra, and his big hand was rubbing the inside.
The woman in his arms was soft, and she wasn't conscious. She only moaned softly.
From her flushed face, it was obvious that something was wrong.
Fortunately, Mikasha was sitting in the chair across from him. Her clothes were intact, and she was still a little sober.
However...
It seemed as if she didn't hear even the loud sound of Charles kicking open the door.
Fortunately, Mikasha woke up from the shock. When she saw Charles appearing, surprise flashed in her eyes.
The face of the man who was still rubbing the woman's chest suddenly darkened, and he shouted, "Who are you?!"
Mikasha quickly said, "He is my boyfriend, I will leave now!"
The fat pig-like man's face instantly darkened, and he looked at the middle-aged man coldly. "Is this the way your company receives people?"
"If this is the case, there is no need to continue talking about our cooperation!"
The middle-aged man suddenly became anxious. "This is a misunderstanding. Don't be angry!"
Then, he suddenly looked at Mikasha. "Mikasha, who asked your boyfriend to come?!"
"I also told you that if you ruin our company's cooperation, not only will you get fired immediately, but you will also be responsible for compensating the company's losses!"
"If you ask your boyfriend to go back now, this matter will be settled just like that!"
He looked at Mikasha threateningly. "The film this time is a big production of 90 million US dollars. The list of special effects is worth 20 million US dollars. Can you afford to compensate it?"
Not knowing what to say, Mikasha also paused.
Charles, who was originally watching the two clowns' performance with cold eyes, sneered when he heard this. He strode to the fat pig-like man, waved his hand, grabbed his tie, and raised his right hand.
"You... you... what do you want to do?"
Before he could finish his words, there was a bang, and the fat pig's face had already sunk in.
A punch!
Charles' punch landed on his face.
At this moment, with blood on his teeth, the fat pig man instantly fell down.
This shocked everyone.
Just how ruthless was this man called Charles?! !
The man who fell to the ground shook his head in disbelief. It was as if he was trying to sober himself up. He couldn't even speak clearly anymore. "You, you really dare to hit me?"
Charles sneered without saying a word.
He rushed forward and gave him a kick.
Thud!
This time, it was the other side of the man's face.
Very naturally, the other side of his teeth had been kicked out by Charles.
For Charles, who was a little obsessive-compulsive, symmetry was the most beautiful aesthetic.
Seeing that the man's face was almost done, Charles instantly felt comfortable.
At this time, the fat man was already dizzy and couldn't say a word.
Charles sneered, "Scum!"
Then, he looked at the middle-aged man who was still holding a woman in his arms.
"Do you like to force people to drink?"
The middle-aged man was immediately frightened, "What do you want to do?"
His expression immediately became stern. "Let me tell you, the sheriff of New York is my good friend. If you dare to touch me, I will definitely make you suffer!"