Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 790 - Rolling Over_1
Chapter 790: Chapter 790: Rolling Over_1
Chapter 790 -790: Rolling Over_1
“CEO Carmichael…
CEO Carmichael…”
The Lee Family’s bodyguards naturally recognized Marthew Abernathy.
In the whole capital, how many people didn’t know Marthew Abernathy?
“You…
why have you come?”
They hurriedly helped up their companion, who had been knocked to the ground, and smiled at Eli Yarrow, “Brother Yarrow.”
Eli Yarrow’s status in the capital was about the same as Terry Moore’s.
Both were ruthless and not prone to speaking much.
The only difference was that Terry Moore had a slightly better temper.
Eli Yarrow was hot-tempered and no one dared to offend him.
“What, my old Carmichael can’t come here?”
Marthew Abernathy’s face darkened as he intended to barge in.
“CEO Carmichael…
You can’t…”
How could the bodyguards let Marthew Abernathy go inside?
Nikodem Lee had made it clear that no one was allowed to enter.
Crack!
Bang!
The moment the bodyguard reached out to stop him, Eli Yarrow punched him down!
He broke his arm.
“CEO Carmichael, please go ahead!
If anyone stops you, I’ll send them on their way!”
Eli Yarrow twisted his neck and coldly looked at the people in front of him.
“CEO Carmichael!
Mr.
Lee had instructed that he would not receive any visitors today, no matter what!
Our Lee Family…”
The bodyguards now had to stand firm and stop Marthew Abernathy.
And they clearly knew that today’s affairs could not involve Nikodem Lee.
The dirty work, they would have to do themselves.
“Move aside!”
Marthew Abernathy didn’t care and took steps toward the inside.
“Attack!”
A few bodyguards exchanged glances, steeled their hearts, and prepared to block him.
“Seeking death!”
Thump!
Thump!
Eli Yarrow charged forward, throwing two punches!
Thump!
The two bodyguards at the front flew backward, landing on the ground, and wailing in pain.
“CEO Carmichael, this is, after all, Mr.
Lee’s home, if you really want to enter, wouldn’t it be better to give notice?”
Seeing how fiercely Eli Yarrow had acted, who would dare to stop him?
Was that not seeking death?
The remaining ten men stood at the doorway, awkwardly saying, “CEO Carmichael…”
“Carmichael your mother!
Call old Lee out!”
Marthew Abernathy went up and slapped one right away!
Smack!
“Eli Yarrow!”
“Present!”
Eli Yarrow took a step forward, charging up.
“Beat them!”
Marthew Abernathy shouted furiously.
If Nikodem Lee dared to kidnap a benefactor of his family, he couldn’t blame him for not being polite!
Crack!
Accompanied by a series of bones breaking and the painful wails of the bodyguards.
Eli Yarrow patted his hands, dusting off his clothes.
Those bodyguards had all fallen.
Not one was left standing.
Yet the gate was tightly shut.
Without someone opening it from the inside, it simply couldn’t be opened.
“CEO Carmichael, this iron gate can’t be opened.”
Eli Yarrow lightly knocked on it: “Even if you used a car to ram it, it might not budge.”
The iron gate was very sturdy, and after all, it was the entrance to the Lee Family’s home.
Though the place was guarded, the gates had to be strong.
It also provided a greater sense of security.
And it gave off a more imposing air.
“Wait!”
Marthew Abernathy took out his phone and dialed a number.
“Mr.
Michael, are you at the construction site?
This chapt𝓮r is updat𝒆d by ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom.
Find me the one closest to Nikodem Lee’s house and send over a bulldozer, right now!”
After hanging up, he turned to Quella Radcliffe, “Sister-in-law, don’t worry!
Brother Davenport’s skills are even better than Eli Yarrow’s, he shouldn’t have any problems in a short time.”
“I hope so!”
Quella Radcliffe glanced at the solid iron gate, her heart filled with desperation.
Julius Reed was inside; seeing this scene, it was clear that nothing good was happening.
“CEO Carmichael, please…
don’t make things difficult for us!”
The bodyguards on the ground had swollen faces and bruised noses, lying there in pain.
“I’ve already made it difficult for you!”
Beckett Carmichael snorted coldly, pacing back and forth on the ground.
At that moment, a black sedan slowly stopped at the Lee Family’s main entrance.
After it halted, an elderly man and a young boy stepped out from the car.
“Mr.
Carmichael, what’s this about?
Smashing up Mr.
Lee’s place?”
The elder, pointing at the bodyguards scattered on the ground, said with some surprise, “What’s the matter here?”
Beckett Carmichael and Eli Yarrow stood at the entrance, with Lee Family bodyguards lying all over the ground.
Without needing to think, it was obvious that this matter was related to Beckett Carmichael.
It must have been his doing.
“Lawrence Koller, what are you doing here?”
Beckett Carmichael frowned.
The elder before him was the Family Head of one of the Four Great Families—the Koller Family.
Lawrence Koller.
And that young boy was his grandson.
Bryson Stephen.
“I was invited over by Mr.
Lee to visit his home,” Lawrence Koller said, pointing at the people on the ground.
“Did you do this?”
“Nonsense!
It’s obvious I’m standing here; if not me, who could it be, you?”
Beckett Carmichael was in a hurry and had no patience for pleasantries with Lawrence Koller.
The Lee Family had recently been inching closer to the Koller Family, and Bryson Stephen even had a good private relationship with Fernando Lee.
This made Beckett Carmichael even less inclined to feel any sort of fondness.
“Mr.
Carmichael, are you on a short fuse today?”
Lawrence Koller, somewhat displeased, said, “This is the capital city!
Even if you, Mr.
Carmichael, take action, you must still abide by the law!”
As equals in status, being berated upon arrival naturally didn’t sit well with Lawrence Koller.
Recently, the Koller Family and Lee Family had grown closer, intending to use the Leocadia Family’s momentum to elevate the Lee Family’s position.
Together, the Koller and Lee families would be powerful enough to stand against any other family.
Today, Lawrence Koller had been waiting at the intersection at the request of Nikodem Lee.
If Beckett Carmichael hadn’t shown up, that would have been one thing, but since he had appeared, Lawrence had to intervene!
“Lawrence Koller, didn’t you say you were invited by Fernando Lee?
Go in!
Go in right now!”
Beckett Carmichael pointed at the gate: “Great, I, Mr.
Carmichael, will go in with you!”
“Sorry.”
Lawrence Koller snorted coldly, “I’ve changed my mind now!
You want to go in but can’t, right?
Then let’s all wait here together and see who can last longer!”
What was he going to do by going in?
Staying here was meant to stop Beckett Carmichael.
“Uncle Carmichael, could there be some misunderstanding in this matter?
Uncle Lee and you have never had grievances.
You’ve beaten down over a dozen of his bodyguards and left Uncle Lee unable to save face.”
Bryson Stephen stepped forward to play the peacemaker.
It wasn’t a problem for a junior like him to try to mediate when two elders were in a dispute.
“I’m really beginning to suspect whether your grandfather came here to deliberately oppose me!”
Beckett Carmichael, pointing at Lawrence Koller, said, “Just don’t be!
If I find out that you and Mr.
Lee have teamed up to set me up, this isn’t over!”
His expression dark, he didn’t hold back any courtesies as he spoke.
This surprised Bryson Stephen.
In his memory, although Beckett Carmichael had a fiery temper, he generally preserved some courtesies in speech and actions.
Today, he and his grandfather had merely attempted to intervene, not expecting such a strong reaction from Beckett Carmichael.
“Mr.
Carmichael, are you on the wrong medication today?
Even if I were just passing by, you’ve brought trouble to Mr.
Lee’s doorstep; could I pretend not to see it?”
Lawrence Koller hummed lightly, “This incident will not be overlooked!
Even if Mr.
Lee doesn’t hold you accountable, I must settle this with you!”
Boom…
Just then, a huge bulldozer slowly drove up to the Lee Family’s entrance.
But the Koller Family’s car was blocking the entrance, preventing the bulldozer from getting through.
“Lawrence Koller, move your car forward a bit.”
Beckett Carmichael watched Lawrence Koller with a cold gaze.
“What are you going to do!”
Lawrence Koller’s heart sank; surely this madman wasn’t thinking of smashing the gate?
If that were the case, then he definitely couldn’t move the car.
“I must respectfully decline!”
He turned his back, not looking at Beckett Carmichael.
“You sure are something, Lawrence Koller, truly in cahoots with Mr.
Lee!”
Beckett Carmichael clenched his jaw and walked down.
As he walked, he said, “I’ll compensate you with a new car tomorrow.”
“What are you going to do!”
Lawrence Koller turned around, a bad premonition stirring in his heart.
“Drive through!”
Beckett Carmichael shouted, and the bulldozer started up!
