Alan's demeanor altered, and he jumped up, wrathing, "Who dares to cause trouble on my turf?! They must have death wishes! The nerve they entered here to cause trouble!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a kick sent the sturdy door of the private room flying into the couch in the center of the room. Without a henchman near Alan to pull him away, he would have been hit by the door with the vital force shown.
"Who are you?" "How dare you cause trouble on my turf?!" Alan barked.
A prominent, long figure materialized at the private room's entry, leaving only the door frame.
When Charlotte witnessed this familiar figure, warm tears streamed down her cheeks. She felt bitter, but she was also overjoyed to have survived this torture. Her savior has come.
Ethan disregarded Alan and his henchmen. His pupils constricted when he watched Charlotte crying miserably in only her undergarments, and he became enraged. He was not informed that Charlotte was also captured and demanded this kind of torture from her.
Given Charlotte's personality, it was clear that she did not go to the bar and end herself in this state voluntarily.
Luisa Thorn must have collaborated with Alan Carroll to threaten Charlotte with Sophia at stake! As the loving aunt of Sophia, she must have taken the bait to save Sophia in exchange of her stripping.
Ethan removed his jacket and wrapped it around Charlotte's body, protecting her from the others in the room.
He turned around and aggressively stared at Alan, Luisa, and the henchmen as if they were dead. With an icy-cold stare, he continued, "None of you can escape today!"
Ethan's voice was so evil and menacing that Alan subconsciously stepped back. By the time he realized he had been intimidated by Ethan, he couldn't help but be irritated and yell, "Damn it!" You're somewhat arrogant, huh? "Who are you?"
Luisa hurriedly pointed at Ethan, resentfully saying, "Mr. Carroll, this is the Reeds' useless live-in son-in-law, Ethan Knight!"
"He came to your Spirits Pub to cause trouble and disrupt your plans. He doesn't respect you! Don't let him off. You must have him kneel before you and beg for compassion! He came here to cause trouble and save Charlotte."
Only then did Alan realize that the towering young man in front of him was Ethan Knight, his objective today. However, Alan felt fear because Ethan had a hostile and controlling demeanor. Following an examination, he did not appear to be a useless good-for-nothing, as his minions alleged. What is happening? What happened to the judgment of people nowadays? Are they blind to see that the person in front of them is surely not a live-in son-in-law only? But he cannot show any weakness in front of this man now.
"So, you are Ethan Knight. You arrived just in time. I wanted to see you," Alan murmured, his eyes hardening. He was about to get someone to summon the combatants assigned to deal with Ethan when the sight before him blurred. The next thing he knew, a large hand as mighty as an iron clamp was strangling him around the neck!"
Alan's pupils instantly contracted. Ethan's colossal face was already in front of him, staring at him with a terrible expression. Ethan asked in a harsh voice, "Where is my daughter?"
While speaking, Ethan tightened his grip, and Alan felt as if his neck would crack. The agony and terror of death overcame him, making him shudder.
This person is far too terrifying! Oh no, I messed with the wrong guy this time!
The henchmen encircling them couldn't see how Ethan moved. Ethan quickly grabbed Alan and choked him, causing his eyes to roll.
"Rascal, hurry up and let go of Mr. Carroll!" a henchman said sinisterly. At the same time, the henchmen encircled Ethan.
If Ethan strangled Alan to death, they'd all be in a bad state!
Ethan did not look at them and said, "Break their limbs!"
"Yes!"
Dylan quickly broke the arms of the two persons nearest him, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. He then kicked them hard. His legs were like iron, breaking their bones and bending their knees at unusual angles. The two men screamed in anguish and dropped to the ground.
"Ah! Ahhh! "My arm, my leg!" The screams were almost ear-piercing.
Dylan seemed unconcerned as he moved back and forth within the private area like a phantom. The sound of bones shattering and horrible shrieks echoed everywhere he went. He could not be bothered with the agony of their voice. Soon, the five henchmen who had initially entered the room, as well as the ten persons who raced in behind them, had their limbs ruthlessly smashed and were lying on the ground, screaming terribly, almost fainting with every second.
If Ethan hadn't wanted to kill anyone, he would have killed everyone who pushed Charlotte to strip and ogled her body!
Alan stared at the spectacle in front of him, his eyes nearly bulging out. Ethan's underling wiped out all the formidable fighters he had spent so much money on! Although they were not dead, all of their limbs were fractured. Even if their bones could be repaired, they were irreparably damaged! In the future, these underlings had no use to him.
Alan's heart was filled with horror and exasperation right now. Damn it. Who informed me that Ethan Knight was just a shady live-in son-in-law?! I was tricked!
The fact that he was ruthless enough to watch his subordinate injure so many people at once put him on par with all of the mafia leaders Alan had ever encountered! This is different from what he pictured on.
Luisa, hiding in a corner, was even more terrified of Dylan's clean, crisp, and brutal movements, and her heart was racing. Previously, in the Grand8, she had suffered two slaps from him. But what happened back then was minor compared to the scene in front of her now!
The fallen henchmen were all shrieking miserably, which made Luisa's eyelids twitch. She thought she could disappear from the room while huddled up and hiding in the gap between the two couches! She was terrified that Dylan would suddenly come to her and break her arms and legs in that horrific manner!
Ethan still choked Alan's neck. He furiously tried to break Ethan's steel-like grip but to no effect. The smothering pain caused his eyes to roll back into his head, pushing him to the point of passing out. The pain and numbing is extreme.
Ethan quickly flung Alan into the center of the room. The gorgeous and finely built glass coffee table, as well as the wine and fruit plates on it, shattered with a loud thud when Alan's body hit them. The broken pieces scattered all about.
Alan coughed numerous times while clutching his neck, anxiously panting for air before eventually recovering.
Coughing furiously, he yelled, "Ethan Knight, how dare you do this to me?! Aren't you frightened that I'll instantly hire someone to murder your daughter? Are you even thinking before you barged here and showing your might?" Alan raised his head menacingly and stared at Ethan with a mad expression. He is ready to do all out!