Chapter 207: Chapter 207

Chapter 207 Legendary Mr. James

"Yellow hair, who offended you?!" Carl Browning's face didn't even look good.

Even Lucy was too scared to speak to a large number of people on the opposite side.

The gap between the two sides was too big.

"Yellow Hair, I can't help you with this." Carl said.

Apparently, Carl realized that the other side had dozens of them. They couldn't beat them at all.

After that, Carl waved directly, then he turned around and got on his ghostly motorcycle. The dozen people he brought with him also got on their motorcycles and left.

"Carl! Carl, don't go!"

Yellow Hair was in a hurry.

Carl didn't take care of his request at all.

"It's roaring!"

With the roar of a ghostly motorcycle, Carl drove straight away from the scene with his men.

"This... dear. How did your big brother get there?" Lucy panicked, too.

Lucy was looking forward to playing, but it was about them winning, not being beaten!

"I'm... I..." Yellow Hair looked helpless.

"Brothers, surround me!" The red-haired man roared.

There were more than forty people who straighten up, and surrounded him.

The little red-haired young man came forward.

"Yellow hair! The people you called were scared. How are you going to fight me?" The red-haired young man was proud.

"Brother, there was a complete misunderstanding before! It's just a misunderstanding!" Yellow Hair laughed dryly.

"What a misunderstanding!"

The red-haired young man roared. At the same time, he held on him, and then directly slapped him two times.

"Get down on your knees! The hoe admits its mistake!" The red-haired young man clamored.

Yellow Hair looked around the other side with the forty people, he could only dare to nod.

"I knelt down! I'm on my knees!"

Yellow Hair knelt on the ground and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

The other side had more than forty people, and he had only one person, so he had no choice to directly kneel in front of them.

"Yellow hair, you... Why are you like that?! You're good when you're blowing your air with me a while ago! I didn't expect you to get down on your knees!"

Lucy saw yellow hair kneeling down, so she shouted. She did not even shout and called him dear, but shouted his name, yellow hair.

Seeing Yellow Hair kneeling, Martin was not surprised at all.

Martin never felt that this Yellow Hair really had anything to bear. The original dew was just a matter of time.

Instead of ignoring Lucy, Yellow Hair continued to beg the red-haired young man for mercy. "Brother, please spare me."

"Well, make me happy with your little girlfriend, and I'll spare you." The little red-haired young man smiled.

"Brother, you're free to get her!" Yellow Hair laughed.

"You know each other?!"

The red-haired young man kicked over Yellow Hair and walked toward Lucy.

"Yellow hair, you bastard!"

Lucy yelled when she heard Yellow Hair said that.

That was when the red-haired young man came to Lucy.

"Girl, your boyfriend can't protect you. I'll have a good time tonight."

As the red-haired young man spoke, his one finger provoked Lucy's chin.

"Get out of here!"

Lucy exhaled and pushed his hand away.

The red-haired young man suddenly became angry.

"Damn, I have to give you some color to see!"

After the red-haired young man had said this, he slapped Lucy directly in the face.

Before his slap landed on Lucy's face, his wrist was caught.

The man who grabbed his wrist was Martin.

"Wouldn't it be good to hit a woman?" Martin said coldly.

After all, Lucy was Kama's sister. Martin promised Kama to help her.

"Who are you?! Her boyfriend doesn't care about her. You're blind. You don't want to fight, right? Go aside." The red-haired young man stared at Martin with a fierce face.

"Uncle, save me! Don't leave me!" Lucy grabbed Martin by the arm.

Lucy was already scared, and the only person around her who she could call for help was Martin.

Martin took a look at Lucy. He shook his head and said, "Now, you know it's not fun to have a fight like this, do you?"

Martin looked up at the red-haired young man.

"I'll give you a chance to live, just don't play cool here. The real people don't play like that." Martin said flatly.

"What are you doing here? Have thy time to call some people on the road?!" The red-haired young man sneered.

"Well... well, then I'll fulfill your wishes. I'll show you today, the real man." Martin said flatly.

Martin knew that they need to show real patience by warning them that they were useless.

Martin touched his phone and called out.

After a brief command, Martin hung up.

"Boy, you called someone, right? Okay, I'll wait!" The little red-haired young man said proudly.

Martin turned to Lucy.

Lucy didn't taunt Martin as much as she used to because she was just being bullied by the red-haired man. Martin actually stood up and helped her stop the slap.

It was a bit of a shock to Lucy's heart, but it was also a little moving.

"Uncle, I did blame you for a little bit before, but you're not blaming me for this!" Lucy said.

Just because Martin dared to call the board alone with the red-haired man, Lucy no longer thought Martin was the bad guy.

On the other way, she always thought about Yellow Hair, but he just turned into a coward, even kneeling for mercy.

Martin smiled, "As I said, it's hard to explain to you who your boyfriend really is."

"But Uncle, can you really call someone?" Lucy asked weakly.

Lucy was now very worried.

"I didn't tell you, but I've led thousands of people. You think I can call anyone?" Martin said with a laugh.

"Uncle, it's serious this time. Can you stop kidding?" Lucy glanced at Martin.

"So, you think I can't call someone?" Martin had a playful smile on his face

"Of course not." Lucy shook her head.

"Okay. You'll find out later!" Martin didn't say much more.

Lucy had no choice but to wait.

About ten minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz, with ten black business cars followed, all with their flashing lights on, slowly driving over.

The black license plate was eye-catching with the 3333.

"I rely on which big man is here, such a big platoon!"

The young people around were startled by the battle.

"License plate number 3333? Wasn't that Steven Smedley's license plate number?" The red-haired young man exclaimed.

"What? Steven Smedley?!" The young people around them all exclaimed.

These young people in society, of course know who Steven Smedley was. He was their big brother!

"How did Steven suddenly come here? Did he come to the bar for a drink?" The red-haired young man said.

Lucy was also shocked when she heard these words.

"Wow. Is this Steven's car? I said before, how long will it take to get a chance to see such a big man? I didn't expect to see him soon!" Lucy was thrilled.

This was a middle-aged man in a Mercedes who came down. It was Steven.

Behind the ten black business cars, there were a total of seventy people.

These seventy people were all dressed in black suits, sunglasses, and imposing. Many of them had scars on their body and even on their faces!

They were led by Steven Smedley. The 70th man brushed his way this way. They didn't know how many times stronger the momentum was than the young people around them a while ago.

The young men retreated and did not dare to stop the road at all.

It was a joke. It was Steven Smedley!

Soon, the group came to Martin.

"Mr. James, I came to report!" Steven bowed to Martin.

"Mr. James?!"

Behind him, seventy big men in black were brushing their hands and bowing to Martin in full voice!

In an instant, the surrounding instantly fell into a dead silence.

Lucy covered her mouth and she was in a snout.

Lucy never believed that Martin could really call someone. It was so bullshit!

The red-haired young man and the others were also scared and have a white face!

Even Yellow Hair, which had been kneeling on the ground, was completely stunned.

They never dreamed that C City's famous Steven would be called by Martin!

Martin turned to look at the red-haired young man.

"Little ass, it's the man I called. Are you satisfied?" Martin said flatly.

"You... You're the legendary Mr. James?" The red-haired young man looked at Martin in fear.