Chapter 233: First Come First Served

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"I don't care how many dogs you have, I will send them to their grave," the man said with a laugh. "Tonight, you will moan in bed with me, and you will be mine!"

His voice was so loud that people could hear their conversation.

Everyone in this bar already knew Orla's reputation, but this was the first time they saw a man who dared to act arrogantly towards her.

"Who is that foreigner?"

"I don't know, but he will die soon."

"How stupid is he, looks like he doesn't know he's stepped on a mine."

"Last time someone dared to speak like that to her was rushed to the hospital with a serious injury. I heard he can't walk properly anymore."

......….

Everyone gossiped in a low voice, the topic they discussed was the American man's brave act as he tried to force Orla to sleep with him.

Orla's facial expression was completely cold, but she suddenly smiled. It seemed that her smile reeked of killing intent.

"Then don't cry when my people charge at you," Orla said.

"I told you, no matter how many you send to me, I will send them straight to their grave like your two guards earlier," the man said with a laugh.

The two bodyguards he beat earlier were still lying unconscious on the floor.

"We'll see if you can still be this catchy when everyone else lunges at you."

"Every one?" The man snorted coldly. "Okay, no problem. But when I defeat them all, you must sleep with me. Hurry up and get them to attack,"

Seeing this man's arrogant nature, Orla was completely fed up. With one clap of her hand, all of her bodyguards inside ther bar gathered. The people on the dance floor stopped dancing and made room for them.

The man looked at all the bodyguards. After warming up, he smiled at Orla. "Then, shall we begin?"

"Whenever you're ready," Orla's face was cold. She didn't believe that one man could beat all her bodyguards by himself. This theory did not apply to Ryan since he was Nergal the God of War. But still, Orla couldn't believe that this guy could possibly take down all of her guards.

Unexpectedly, the American man lunged forward with his hands covering his head. Punch after punch flew from his iron fists so fast.

This man had extremely powerful fists, Orla's bodyguards were helplessly hit by the blow. Not to mention, he was very agile and fast. Even though the guards surrounded him, he was able to both avoid and counterattack.

His blows managed to overthrow his opponent one by one.

Orla couldn't help but break out in cold sweat as she was watching this. One by one, her guards fell down and the man was completely unharmed.

This result was completely unexpected. Her guards were formerly trained troops so their strength could be said to be very strong. Unless the opponent was a world martial artist like Nergal, all the buggers who had been messing around in this bar had been smashed by them. But unexpectedly, this man from America was very strong.

He had yet to receive a single hit even though he had more than 20 people as his opponents. After being surrounded by 5 people, one punch finally landed on his stomach. But it felt like a kitten's scratch to him.

After several minutes had passed, the man was still standing firmly.

"Wow, that person is so strong!"

"Looks like Miss Orla won't sleep tonight."

"Who would have thought that her opponent was that strong? She definitely didn't expect it!"

After seeing that man's way of fighting, most of the people started to feel sorry for Orla, especially when all of the bar guards were lying unconscious.

"How is it?" The man approached Orla with a smile. "You have no more reason to avoid me,"

Seeing that man approaching her, Orla began to worry. She did not expect all of her men to lose to him. There seemed to be no other way but to give up.

But suddenly, she noticed Ryan as the man was still sitting casually drinking his wine. In the blink of an eye, her eyes were sparkling.

"Not yet," Orla smiled and shook her head.

"What do you mean?" The man snorted coldly. "You want to break your promise?"

"I didn't say that, what I mean is you haven't defeated all my subordinates in this bar," Orla said.

"Don't you see them lying on the floor?" The man pointed to the bodyguards who had passed out on the dance floor. Orla shook her head then smiled.

"Then take out the rest of your men. It still won't change your destiny to satisfy my lust will," the man said in a cold tone, he was sure would enjoy Orla's body tonight.

Orla walked and approached Ryan. After sitting beside him smiling, Ryan immediately said before she could even speak, "Why are you interrupting my drinking?"

"Isn't it better to drink with your friends? Especially after your friend had a bad day?" with a sad tone, Orla tried to ask Ryan for help.

"Oh, poor you," Ryan nodded but he had absolutely no intention of helping.

Orla started biting her lips. "Can't you help me just this time?"

"Why should I help you?" Ryan turned and smiled. "Aren't we just business partners? That means there is a price to pay for my services,"

Hearing these words, Orla started to become angry. "Then how much should I pay?"

Ryan winked and smiled, "My price is very cheap. I just want you to warm my bed,"

Hearing these words, Orla frowned.

Warming his bed? She had heard this from her friend. Once upon a time in the neighboring country, a female maid was required to warm her master's bed before bedtime. Of course, the other servants were also trying to win over their master's heart. And it all depended on the employer— if he was happy with her service then he would have sex with her. If he successfully got them pregnant, the servants would be appointed as concubines.

Seeing Ryan's smiling expression, Orla was really angry. She wanted to reject the offer outright. But seeing her current condition, she couldn't refuse it.

"If you don't want it, it's okay," Ryan looked away. "Actually, I'm also busy so I'm in a hurry. By the way, this wine is pretty delicious. Hey, your name is Oda right? Put it on my bill,"

Seeing Ryan about to leave, Orla immediately shouted, "Wait!"

Ryan turned around with a smile. He believed that Orla would need him so he looked relaxed.

"Do you accept my terms? My time is precious, every second is worth 10 million yen," Ryan pretended to be expensive. 

"If you can't pay it with money then pay it with your body."

Seeing Ryan's smiling figure made Orla grit her teeth, she had no other choice. If she did not beat the American man to a pulp, her reputation and her bar would suffer.

"Don't look at me like that, it all depends on you right?" Ryan said with a smile. "I won't force you to accept my offer, it sure isn't good for our business relationship, right? So we have to be fair and open, otherwise we can't call ourselves business partners,"

Orla was at a loss for words. She sighed and looked at Ryan. While gritting her teeth she said in a reluctant tone, "Very well, I will take your offer. I will keep you company,"

"You think you can trick me?" Ryan smiled sarcastically. "Everything must be made clear up front. Drinking with me can be defined as accompanying me and sleeping beside me also includes accompanying me. Let your beautiful lips say it clearly so that there is no misunderstanding,"

Orla felt that Ryan slowly drove her mad. She was biting her lip then said, "Alright, I will have sex with you."

The American man was fed up with waiting, so he decided to approach Orla. At this time, he heard Orla's promise to sleep with Ryan.

In an instant, his heart burned with anger.

"Hey kid, this woman is mine. Don't you know the first one to come is the first served?" The man clenched his fists.

First come, first served?

Orla got angry when she heard that, was she some kind of item?

Still angry, the woman gave a cold snort and walked over to Ryan. In the end, the words she said made Ryan's spirit burn. "I will give you information for free if you can beat up this man,"

Seeing the American man approaching the bar's owner and the man beside her, everyone on the dance floor expected a new conflict. 

"That foreign guy is really strong! It's useless to ask for help from her guards," someone shook her head when talking about the fate of this bar.

"Not necessarily," his friend recognized Ryan's real figure. "I think that foreigner guy will be killed in a moment."