Chapter 502 - Chapter 502: Chapter 502 I Have This Move_1

Chapter 502: Chapter 502 I Have This Move_1

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“Who is this ignorant fool!”

Upon hearing the term “sissy,” Nando Brandon’s face instantly darkened.

What he hated the most was being called by that name.

First of all, he was a man, even though he often adopted an androgynous look to please his fans.

But in fact, he deeply loathed this state.

When you’re in the jianghu, you can’t control your fate.

The main reason was that he, a man through and through, was played with and tormented by Beckett Carmichael like a woman!

He wanted to resist but didn’t have the courage.

If he couldn’t provoke Beckett Carmichael, could he not provoke you?

Nando Brandon turned around, looking toward the source of the voice.

“It’s you!”

Anna Harris was the first to spot Julius Reed; she hadn’t expected her best friend’s husband to be here as well.

“It’s me.”

Julius Reed smiled and nodded. Having nothing better to do, he accepted Beckett Carmichael’s invitation to dine nearby.

At first, Julius Reed had refused, but Beckett Carmichael was insistently cordial, and with Quella Radcliffe working overtime at the company, he strolled over here alone.

Little did he know he’d run into Nando Brandon swearing at Anna Harris.

“You’re cursing at me?”

Upon seeing Julius Reed, Nando Brandon subconsciously took him for a hot-blooded youth.

Dressed plainly and alone.

However, he was surrounded by several bodyguards with impressive skills.

“I wasn’t cursing you, just cursing the sissy and his bodyguards who bully others with their power,” Julius Reed said calmly, walking up to Isaiah Kensington and asking, “What’s going on?”

“Nothing…”

Isaiah Kensington saw the burly men around Nando Brandon and dared not speak up.

It was one thing to be bullied by rich people, quite another to drag others into it.

“Isaiah, this is Anna’s best friend’s husband; if you’re in trouble, just say it, he can make the decision for us!”

Sergei Harris embraced Isaiah Kensington and exclaimed, “Tell us, what happened?”

“Sister-in-law, just tell us. No matter what, we Harris can’t just let people bully us like that!”

Seeing Julius Reed, Anna Harris also came over, indignantly asking.

Isaiah Kensington’s face bore a clearly visible slap mark, clearly a sign he had been hit.

And this incident could not have been unrelated to Nando Brandon standing before them.

“What can you do even if I tell you?”

Nando Brandon scoffed from a distance, pointing at Isaiah Kensington, “This bit*h was slow with her makeup, so I slapped her a few times and told her to get lost. What, got a problem with that?”

He glanced at the few people before him with disdain, “If you have a problem with that, then scram! If you can’t stand being yelled at, then don’t come out to work! You want to earn money, you have to be ready to be scolded!”

“You bastard!”

Sergei Harris, known for his hot temper, charged at Nando Brandon after hearing these words.

“Brother!”

Before Anna Harris could finish speaking, Sergei Harris was kicked back by one of Nando Brandon’s bodyguards, falling heavily to the ground.

“Ow!”

He howled in pain, his face etched with anger.

“Out of your league!”

Nando Brandon sneered and turned to leave.

“Wait!”

Just then, Julius Reed called out to him.

“Planning to walk away after hitting someone?”

Julius Reed had not intended to get involved, but first, Nando Brandon had tried to scheme against Quella Radcliffe with Bran Cook.

Secondly, today’s event was indeed too much.

Anna Harris is Quella’s best friend, and Quella is the king’s woman.

“I let you off once; you didn’t appreciate it.”

Nando Brandon turned around, frowning at Julius Reed: “Beat him up, good!”

“Understood!”

A burly bodyguard sneered, clenching his fists as he approached Julius Reed, looking down at him, “So tell me, how do you want to die?”

Whoosh!

Without any superfluous words.

Julius Reed threw a punch!

Thud!

The strong man was sent flying backward, curling up at Nando Brandon’s feet, convulsing nonstop.

“What… What’s going on here!”

Nando Brandon was truly taken aback.

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The bodyguard behind him was very formidable, so how come he’s suddenly unable to withstand a single blow?

“Get him! Kill him!”

Nando Brandon bellowed in anger, yet his heart was filled with fear.

The young man before him was too uncanny, easily taking down his formidable employee with a single move. He was definitely no ordinary person.

Not just him, even Sergei Harris and the rest were stunned.

Only Anna Harris remained calm.

She had witnessed Julius Reed take down armed men with his bare hands. What were these few little bodyguards in comparison?

“Kid, you’re courting death!”

The remaining three bodyguards didn’t dare to be arrogant and surrounded him, going for the kill in an instant!

Crack!

Julius Reed kicked out fiercely, then threw two punches into the air!

“Ouch!”

Accompanied by three screams, the once fierce bodyguards all had an arm broken, kneeling on the ground and howling in pain.

“Now, it’s your turn.”

Julius Reed stood with his hands clasped behind his back, leisurely walked towards Nando Brandon.

“What are you going to do!”

Nando Brandon felt a chill run down his back, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

“Nothing much.”

Julius Reed said with a smile, “Teaching you a lesson.”

That smile sent shivers down Nando Brandon’s spine even more.

When had he ever encountered such an unreasonable and frightening person?

“I’m warning you! You… don’t come any closer! I am Nando Brandon, I have lots of fans. If you dare to hit me…”

Slap!

Before Nando Brandon could finish his words, Julius Reed slapped him, causing blood to ooze from the corners of his mouth.

Everyone was shocked.

Even Anna Harris, who had remained very calm until now.

This was Nando Brandon we’re talking about!

A top-notch domestic first-tier heartthrob with countless fans backed by massive sponsors, and considered a cash cow by the entertainment companies.

Such a person, how could the common folk afford to offend him?

If they were to face retaliation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“You… dared to hit me?”

Nando Brandon had never imagined that someone would actually dare to strike him!

Ever since he had risen to fame, the entertainment company had treasured him like a father.

Anyone who met him had to be respectful and polite.

And now, he had been slapped in public!

“I’ve already hit you.”

Julius Reed chuckled, pointing at Nando Brandon’s face and frowning, “It seems a bit…”

“A bit what…”

Nando Brandon instantly felt a chill on his back, and a wave of fear washed over him.

Slap!

Julius Reed unceremoniously dished out another slap, knocking Nando Brandon to the ground.

“It was a bit asymmetrical before, now it looks much better.”

Looking at his handiwork, Julius Reed was quite satisfied.

“Maybe… we should stop here…”

Sergei Harris came over and tugged at Julius Reed. Offending Nando Brandon could make life difficult for everyone.

He only wanted an apology from Nando Brandon, never had he thought of hitting him.

After all, he was someone they couldn’t afford to provoke!

“Calculate her makeup fee that he owes.”

After hearing the cause of the incident, Julius Reed felt he ought to do the right thing and stand for justice.

Isaiah Kensington had worked all afternoon; she shouldn’t go unpaid.

“You hit me, now…”

Nando Brandon glared fiercely at Julius Reed, his eyes brimming with venomous hatred.

“This hand of mine…”

Julius Reed looked at his own palm.

“I’ll pay…”

Reluctantly, Nando Brandon took out his wallet.