Everyone gasped when seeing that Josef aimed his bow at the badly wounded horse on the ground.
Flavia wore a livid look on her face, gritted her teeth, and said, “Are you bluffing?! If you kill my horse, I’ll kill your family to avenge it. You can’t afford to provoke the Reagan family.”
Josef sneered, “I’d like to see how powerful the Reagan family is…”
The monopolist, the once richest man in Hechland, was nothing in his opinion, let alone the Reagan family. Josef even paid no attention to Golvchesky, a financial oligarchy from Nievic who controlled the lifeblood of the country’s economy.
Boom!
Josef let go of the bowstring, and the arrow flew.
Poof!
The horse’s head was pierced with a muffled sound, and it didn’t even grunt before dying instantly.
Josef put down his bow and asked calmly, “Come on, tell me what majesty you have.”
Flavia was so furious that she was shaking with rage all over. Neither her horse nor the 12 million dollars mattered to her. However, Josef shot her horse to death with an arrow in front of her, which was the equivalent of two hard slaps in the face.
Seeing the scene, Chyntia couldn’t help but feel a little scared. She had been in the Reagan family for more than a decade and suffered a lot, so she was terrified of them. Besides, she was even more at a loss to see Flavia so angry.
Natalie was also shocked and thought.
Josef really gets into trouble wherever he is, and now he even provokes the Reagan family.
Rikkus is a financial metropolis, but the Reagan family holds an important position there, showing how rich and strong the family is. However, Josef is just a puppet who has been pushed to the front and could be thrown away at any moment.
How dare he shoot the horse of the Reagan family?
“He’s crazy. He’s just a gigolo kept by a woman. How dare he kill the horse of Miss Flavia!”
“He’s showing contempt for the Reagan family. Albert thinks they can’t do anything to him because they are in Rikkus far from here? He’s so childish.”
“How dare he provoke the member of the Reagan family? He’s out of his mind.”
“I remember the son of a big man in Neva Province who provoked the Reagan family. As a result, the bigwig had nothing left in less than a month. His son had his limbs broken and is still begging in the street, looking crazy.”
The people discussed the matter in a low voice and looked at Josef with pity. They thought he was about to die.
With a ferocious face, Flavia looked up and down at Josef and Chyntia and said, “Good! Chyntia, how dare you go against me! You just have a gigolo, which is not a big deal!”
Chyntia flushed with horror and didn’t dare to retort. She was grateful that Josef had saved her life but annoyed that he had killed Flavia’s horse, and now there was little room for maneuver.
Just then Nizar Mendez, the owner of the Runmile Club, rode up on a black horse. Albert was stunned at the sight of the Ferghana horse lying on the ground and the arrow sticking in its head.
“What’s going on, Miss Flavia? What happened to your horse?” Nizar asked in surprise.
“You’re just in time, Mr. Nizar,” Flavia wore a better look on her face after seeing Nizar.
Nizar jumped off the horse and said with a cold face, “Someone is picking on you, Miss Flavia?!”
“Albert is Nizar Mendez from the Runmile club… The club is owned and managed by Negino Commerce, and he is the younger brother of Negino Mendez.”
“Psst… He’s Nizar, one of the two owners of Negino Commerce? Now they are doomed, and Miss Flavia doesn’t even have to use the strength of the Reagan family.”
“Mr. Nizar is the vice president of Negino Commerce, and he’s also a powerful guy who’s killed a lot of people who acted recklessly and blindly over the years.”
“I remember Mr. Nizar has been pursuing Miss Flavia, right? Albert wanted to make friends with the Reagan family and join hands.”
Seeing Nizar appear, the members present whispered to each other. Albert was the man of the hour in Mimar City and the vice president of Negino Commerce.
Flavia pointed at Chyntia and said indifferently, “The b*tch frightened my horse, and then her gigolo killed my horse to protect her!”
Nizar’s face clouded, and he walked in front of Chyntia and said, “Miss Flavia is my guest. How dare you provoke her?”
Chyntia looked pale and said with a shudder, “Mr. Nazir… I… I didn’t startle her horse, but it was her who tried to run her horse over me…”
“I don’t want your explanation. All I know is that you provoked Miss Flavia,” Nizar waved his hand coldly.
Chyntia despaired immediately, thinking.
Sure enough, the powerful defend each other. They don’t care about a nobody like us. I’m far from a match for the Reagan family, and I can’t even avoid being bullied by them…
“Show me your membership card,” Nizar said drily.
“I… I don’t have it… A friend brought me in,” Chyntia blushed and said in a low voice.
Everyone burst into laughter immediately and shook their heads one after another.
“Sure enough, she’s humble. She can’t even afford a membership card. How dare she provoke Miss Flavia?”
“That’s right. Even if Miss Flavia had wanted to run over you on purpose, you should have obediently let her kill you. Besides, you could have made some money for your family.”
“I wonder how two b*stards got into the Runmile Club and how they dared to provoke Miss Flavia.”
What they said unkindly brought Chyntia, who had already felt fear and inferiority when facing Flavia, to tears at the moment.
Natalie said with a livid face, “I’m a member, Mr. Nizar. According to the rules of the club, a member can bring a friend, and I’m following it.”
Nizar said, “Who told you that? I never said it.”
Natalie was stunned.
Nizar said, “The club is mine, so it is my business what rules I want to make or abandon. Now I declare the rule nonexistent. You’ve brought a non-member in here, so you’ll be held jointly liable.”
Flavia sneered aside, waiting for Nizar to help her revenge.
Natalie couldn’t help but grow pale and thought.
Sure enough, it’s a big deal. I’m about to get caught up in it…
“And you, you shot the horse of Miss Flavia, right?” Nizar asked drily, looking back at Josef.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Josef nodded with a casual face.
Pointing to the center of the racecourse, Nizar said, “Stand there!”
Everyone was puzzled.
Nizar added, “Come on. I’ll shoot you ten times, and I’ll let you leave the club today if you survive. As for the two women, one will be left to Miss Flavia and the other one will be sent to my nightclub as a hostess. I’ll let her go after a month.”
With a commanding air, Nizar reached out and picked up a compound bow.
