My Waste Husband

Chapter 30

Ben was still walking upstairs when he heard a voice coming from the second floor.

"How was it?"

On hearing the first second of the voice, Ben was subconsciously stunned, and then replied, "Something happened."

"Trash!"

"Clap!"

With the word "trash", a glass was smashed under Ben's feet. Then Richard Wang, who was wearing pajamas, stood at the stairs. His face was full of resentment. "Trash, can't you do such a small thing properly?"

"Mr. Wang, listen to my explanation." Ben looked anxious. "You can't blame me. Originally, everything went well. If you want someone to blame, you can only blame Sylvia's husband."

"Henry" Richard's eyes were full of resentment. "What can that trash do?"

"Mr. Wang, I heard that Sylvia's husband was good at art at the classmate party yesterday. Today, everything developed according to my plan. It was her husband who suddenly appeared and disrupted all the plans."

"Bullshit!" Richard stepped forward and kicked Ben.

Facing Richard's kick, Ben wanted to dodge but did not dare to. He was kicked in the chest and rolled down the stairs. He only felt that his internal organs were almost dislocated.

"An artist? Are you a f**king idiot? He is a loser! A dog that has been attached to our Lin family! An inferior bitch! What a sh*t artist!" Richard was trembling all over. What had happened yesterday had become his nightmare and could not be forgotten. Now he wanted to tear Henry apart!

"I'll give you one more week, Ben. I don't care what method you use to ruin Sylvia's reputation. Otherwise, you'll have to think about the consequences. I think you won't be able to get rid of the gambling debts for the rest of your life! Get out!" Richard waved his hand and disappeared from the stairs without looking at Ben.

Ben stood up trembling, said the statement with respect, and left the villa.

After Henry and Sylvia had lunch together, she took Milan to Lins Group.

When the two women left, Henry took out his mobile phone and made a phone call.

"Have you found out who sent them?"

"Yes." A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone. "It's a local association. Do we need to destroy it directly?"

"No." Henry's tone was very light. "Your every move will attract the attention of the whole world. Send me the information and I will go by myself."

"Okay." The person on the other side of the phone did not talk nonsense at all, and her efficiency was also very high. When they agreed, Henry got a message.

After hearing this, Henry directly hung up the phone. The information he received on his mobile phone was the information about the six strong men who wanted to attack him yesterday, including the name of the club and the number of members.

Henry glanced at it and then locked his target- Rosy Night Club.

It was now three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not yet time for the bar to open. The door of the bar was closed and he couldn't see if there was anything inside.

Henry walked to the door of the bar, raised his right hand and pushed it hard on the door.

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The door of the bar opened slowly, and a strong smell of smoke came. Henry frowned and glanced around the bar.

The bar lobby was about 700 square meters, with a stage and countless tables. Under the tables, countless bottles were scattered, emitting pungent alcohol in the air.

Henry stepped into the hall. Before he could walk out of the next step, a voice rang out in the dim lobby.

"Yesterday, there was news from the underworld that someone was investigating us. I thought it was you."

It was a male voice with a sneer.

Henry also smiled. "Why? Shouldn't I check it out?"

Henry was not surprised that the other party knew that his men were investigating them. Henry's men did things, they always did it openly. It was impossible to investigate an association secretly. Even if it was known by these people, it didn't matter. Because this association was not taken into account by Henry and his men. It was like an elephant's attitude toward ants.

"Hehe, look into us. Who gave you the courage? Originally, I wanted to teach you a lesson tonight. Now that you are here on your own, I will accept this big gift!" The male voice in the bar suddenly became fierce.

Then, the bar lobby suddenly turned on the lights, and the original dim lobby was as bright as daytime. More than a dozen young men with steel pipes and machetes appeared in the lobby, all looking at Henry with unkind faces.

At the same time, more than a dozen young men appeared outside the bar behind Henry. They all sneered. The way they looked at him was like they were looking at their prey, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Looking at these people who suddenly appeared, Henry's face was still calm. "It seems that we have to disable you first, and then ask questions. Let's do it!"

As soon as the phrase "do it" got out from Henry's mouth, a black shadow fell quickly from the roof of the bar. When the shadow was about to take action, a police siren sounded.

Henry glanced at the black shadow. The black shadow disappeared in a few flashes as if it had never appeared.

A police car with a siren was parked in front of the Night Bar. The young men with steel pipes and machetes all left as soon as they saw the police car.

As the police car's driver opened the door, the outstanding policewoman Helen got out of the car. She glanced at the bar, her eyes full of disgust.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you're really bold. The rumors are well-known. Everyone is guessing that there will be a fight. How dare you come here alone?" Helen's mouth curved into a contemptuous smile. She passed by Henry and strode into the bar. She said loudly, "Who is in charge? Come out!"

"I, I, it's me, Captain Han." The young man, who had just had a sinister look and a machete in his hand, now had a humble smile on his face. He bent down and ran to Helen.

Helen didn't even look at this person. She asked directly, "Tell me, why did you do this to this man surnamed Zhang? Who let you do this?"

"This..." The young man looked embarrassed. "Captain Han, you know, this rule can't be broken."

"Rule? Is there any rule in your so-called bullshit? I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't tell me, go and squat in the police station!"

"Captain Han..." The young man looked pitiful.

"There are still five seconds left!" Helen glanced at her phone.