Power of Money

Chapter 322

"You, who the hell are you?"

When William saw clearly that the owner of this face seemed to be a thin young man in his 20s, his face twisted and he was about to catch Jason with a backhand. He would beat the reckless guy to death on the spot if he dared to attack him.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

But at the moment when he was about to attack, the bloody stool leg, without any warning, slapped on his bloody mouth again.

William nearly fainted on the spot!

But he still gritted his teeth and raised his hand to hold Jason's shoulder in the heavy hit. Just as he was about to exert his strength, he saw the high-heeled shoes that had been diamond-studded all the time. He followed the sharp edge of the metal and hit his cheek.

This time, he had no choice but to dodge!

If he was hit by such fine lines, half of his face wouldn't have to be taken.

William turned his head in a flurry, trying to dodge the fatal blow. At the same time, he held onto Jason's arm and exerted force into his palm. He was about to release the strength from his arm and free himself from Jason's control.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Again!

Without giving William too much time to react, the stool leg in Jason's hand was slapped on his open mouth once again.

The moment he opened his mouth, it was smashed.

Blood and teeth kept flowing out of his mouth.

Because of the sharp pain, William's face was raised backwards, and he also hacked too many high heels. The heel brushed across his cheek, leaving a deep wound, burning hot. His body also fell to the ground directly with the release of Jason's hand.

"Ah!!!"

"My mouth!"

"My face!"

"You good-for-nothing! How dare you hurt my face! I want you to live a life worse than death. I want you good-for-nothing to pay for what you have done!"

William's hands were trembling, and he placed them in front of his bloodied mouth. He did not dare to touch the pain at all. He could only open his mouth in pain and let out a beast- like roar from his throat. His eyes were red, and he did not forget to curse loudly.

The curse soon attracted the security guards who were on duty in the building.

When they found out that the well-dressed William was lying on the ground and screaming with a bloody face, they immediately took out the baton and stared at Jason who was standing in front of them with an alert look. At the same time, they asked their teammates to call for reinforcements through the walkie-talkie and quickly controlled the scene.

"You guys, catch him! Catch this jerk and bitch! Damn it! I'm going to beat him to death! Kill him!"

Seeing that the security guard was finally here, William struggled to get up from the ground and stood in front of the security guard. As he roared angrily, he wiped off the lump of blood that flowed out of his mouth.

"Sir, please put down the things in your hand and cooperate with our investigation!"

The security captain looked at Jason warily. After all, William looked tall and strong, and even if he was wearing a suit, he could feel the strong muscles hidden under his clothes. On the other hand, Jason was much thinner and weaker. But since he could beat William like this, the security captain guessed that there must be some kind of weapon hidden in him, so he did not dare to act rashly, but shouted at him.

"Sure."

Jason smiled.

First, he threw the stool leg in his hand to the ground, and then stretched out his hand to pull Helen, whose hair was messy, over. He wiped the tears on her cheeks with his hand and smiled. "I didn't expect you to be so sexy when wearing high heels. When you hit people with high heels..."

Under Helen's tense eyes, Jason thought for a moment and said, "You're more sexy."

"Sister!"

Jenny also quickly got up from the ground and hurried to the two men. When she was about to speak, her bright eyes contracted violently, as if she had seen a ghost. She lowered her head and stared at Helen's legs motionlessly.

Jason looked down almost subconsciously.

He saw Helen's extremely beautiful long legs. On the outside of his right thigh, there was a fingernail- sized wound, overflowing with dazzling blood.

His leg was scratched?

Jason's heart skipped a beat.

It was estimated that she had accidentally bumped into something during William's push. Her skin on the outer side of her thigh had been lacerated.

International requirements for the Prosper Group of leg model were as follows: the proportion of calf to thigh was almost the same, or slightly better than thigh's leg in the same thickness, beautiful lines, fine, smooth, smooth, and without any obvious scars. The leg was full of strength, the thigh was round, and the buttocks could not be covered with fat.

It could also be seen that as a leg model, any flaw in the leg was fatal.

Helen had only just started his career. The wound on his leg was nothing to others, but it was related to her future and career.

Especially when she was so strong.

"What's wrong?"

While Jason was in shock, Helen noticed that the two men's expressions were not quite right. He was about to follow their gaze and look down. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ah!"

With a scream, she was about to lower her head when she felt a strong force coming at her. With a low shake, her whole body was attached to a firm chest.

"Qin, Jason?"

Helen looked up in astonishment. When he saw Jason lowering his head and looking at him, his face turned red immediately.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that he was directly ignored, not to mention William, even the security captain was angry.

Especially William, he saw that Helen was indifferent to himself and completely ignored him. But when he threw himself at a loser, his eyes suddenly turned red. When his eyes were wandering, he grabbed the baton from the security captain's hand and went up to Jason's head, smashing it down with all his strength!

"Crack!"

When Jason held the black muzzle in his hand and pressed it against William's forehead, William's whole body shook. The baton that was about to hit Qin's head also stopped in mid-air.

"Kneel down." Jason said lightly.

"You have a gun?" In the face of the pitch-black muzzle, William was stunned. "This is China. How could you have a gun?"

"Kneel down, down." Jason frowned slightly. If he was not in the studio, he would not hesitate to shoot him and let him kneel down on the ground, but he said the same words twice.

"Sir, please stay calm!"

In the confrontation, the security captain also opened his mouth with sweat all over his head, trying to persuade Jason not to be impulsive.

"This is China. If you shoot without my permission, no matter what happens to me, hiding a gun alone is enough for you to spend the rest of your life in prison. What's more, in broad daylight, what if you shoot an important businessman with double nationality in public? Do you want to die?" William threatened in a low voice.

He was proud of his dual nationality.

Moreover, he was the president of a large multinational group of Huaxia District, and he had a good relationship with the foreign affairs. If the consulate showed up in time, no one could do anything to him!

"In broad daylight?" Jason nodded and said, "Don't you need to pay the price for what you did to my friend just now?"

"What's the matter?" William suddenly laughed. "What did I do to your friend? I'm just here to watch the commercial shooting of my company. Before I could even walk out of the door, I've been beaten and even threatened with a gun. I don't know how the laws of Huaxia will judge you. But if I report this matter to the consulate and let the consulate intervene, then this matter will rise to the diplomatic level! Do you think you, a nobody, can take such a big responsibility?"

As he spoke, William's threatening gaze swept across the people in the movie shed. He asked in a low voice, "Can you guys testify for me?"

The group of people behind him were stunned, and then quickly nodded. "Yes, we didn't see anything. We saw this guy come up and beat you, and he even took a gun. It's too terrible. It's absolutely lawless!"

"Yeah, as the president of a well-known family in the Huaxia District, how could William have anything to do with such a friend? I think this person is just jealous of the rich. He came to our group

to retaliate against the society with a gun. What are you waiting for, security guard? Hurry up and take him away!"

In the face of the public opinion that was almost one-sided, Helen turned his head at a loss. All the things that had happened in the movie shed just now, these people had seen it with their own eyes. Why didn't they help him? Now, they even wanted to cast a blame on Jason and smeared his face.