Pushing himself up from the tea table, Ford, with red eyes, stared at Leo, “You… you always ambush me when I’m not paying attention, shameless, despicable!”
The words “ambush” suddenly clarified things for Cherry and the others. Yes, it must be that way, if it weren’t for ambushes, Leo couldn’t possibly be Ford’s match. This was just too shameless!
“Smack!” Leo replied with another slap, sending Ford flying once more, crashing against the wall and sliding down like a lump of mud.
Leo walked over, grabbed Ford’s hair, lifted his head, and slapped him again. “I’m just ambushing you, what can you do?”
Ford tried to evade, but it was impossible. He received another firm slap on his face.
Leo didn’t stop; he continued to slap Ford’s face both front and backhanded.
When he finally stopped, Ford’s face was thoroughly disfigured. It was unlikely that he would ever recover his previous appearance.
Leo released his grip, and Ford’s head hit the ground with a “thud,” blood trickling from his mouth.
Leo lifted his foot and stepped on Ford’s back.
Ford was a martial cultivator, and his resistance to blows was strong. He tried to struggle to his feet, but it felt as though a massive mountain was pressing down on his back, making him unable to move a muscle.
Cherry and the others stared at Leo in a daze, stunned by his ruthlessness.
“Ford, did you say I ambushed you, right? Have you counted how many times I ambushed you just now? I’m a bit surprised; every ambush seems to have been successful.” Leo taunted as he continued to increase the pressure under his foot. “Your have truly disappointed me.”
Leo lifted his foot suddenly and brought it down hard. Ford’s pitiful groaning turned into a heartbreaking scream.
“Are you… are you a martial cultivator!?” Ford finally realized what was happening to him, and despair began to wash over him.
He had initially believed that with his martial cultivator abilities, he could easily crush Leo, as if squashing an ant. However, if Leo was also a martial cultivator, everything would crumble.
Seeing Ford writhing in agony under Leo’s foot, his companions had lost their arrogance, and their faces were filled with fear. Some only felt dread towards Leo.
“Whether or not I’m a martial cultivator doesn’t matter. What’s important is that I can stomp you, a martial cultivator, under my foot, and I can even stomp you to death,” Leo coldly stated.
“You bastard! If you dare to kill me, my family will never let you go, and the police won’t spare you either!” Ford, at this point, was pushed to the brink. He was the proud young master of the Gregory family, and how could he have fallen to such a humiliating state? This would be a lifelong disgrace.
“Is that so? Then open your eyes wide and watch if I dare or not.” Leo increased the pressure under his foot a bit more.
If it weren’t for Ford being a martial cultivator with internal power, his ribs would have already been shattered. What had happened here today had once again reshaped Cherry’s perception of Leo.
An idea she couldn’t help but entertain surfaced in her mind: how good it would be if Leo were her husband. A man who could defeat Ford so decisively was undoubtedly a real man.
“Leo, if you’ve got balls, then go ahead and kill me!” Ford’s aggressive side had been provoked, and he shouted furiously.
“Are you insulting my intelligence? If I killed you in front of all these people and got caught by the police, wouldn’t that be like paying with my life?” Leo grinned wickedly. “I came here today to make you deeply understand the consequences of messing with my woman. What’s more, as punishment, I’m going to break one of your legs and one of your hands. I assume you won’t have any objections to that.”
Cherry’s voice broke through the tension, “Leo, I urge you to stop. You may have beaten Ford, but you can’t contend with his family. The Gregorys are a first-class family, far superior to the Henley family you married into. You’ve hurt Mr. Gregory, and the consequences will be beyond your imagination.”
Cherry’s words woke up Ford’s companions. They realized that no matter how skilled Leo was, he was just one person. How could he withstand the wrath of the Gregory family, a colossal force?
In this day and age, no matter how skilled you are in martial arts, a single handgun can take your life. Many martial arts experts end up working as bodyguards for the wealthy in the end.
“Kid, I suggest you apologize to Mr. Gregory. If you dare harm him, the Gregory family will pay one billion to make you disappear from this world!” one of them threatened.
“You better not harm Mr. Gregory, or you and your loved ones will suffer!”
“In this day and age, knowing some martial arts is worthless. Having money and power is the ultimate weapon!”
Ford’s companions started shouting, and Cherry’s words awakened them to the fact that, with money and connections, it’s quite simple to eliminate an unwanted son-in-law.
They couldn’t believe that a freeloading son-in-law would dare to resort to violence.
Seeing Leo’s indifferent expression, Cherry continued to plead, “Leo, you should apologize to Mr. Gregory, and I’ll help you beg for his forgiveness. He might spare you…”
Leo lifted his foot that had been on Ford’s back.
Upon seeing it, everyone started to breathe a sigh of relief. Those who knew how to read the situation understood that, under the influence of money and power, Leo had finally decided to back down.
However, in the next moment, a horrifying scene unfolded, striking fear into the hearts of all.
Leo’s raised foot suddenly stomped down.
“Ahh…” A piercing, agonizing scream echoed through the room. The sound was coming from Ford, and his hand bones shattered completely from Leo’s brutal stomp.
Cherry covered her mouth in horror, her eyes filled with disbelief. Could this deadbeat man really be so dense? She had made everything so clear; how could he not understand?
“Leo, I can assure you that from this moment on, your life is over!” Cherry screamed.
“Is that so?” Leo lifted his foot from Ford’s hand, preparing to cripple one of Ford’s legs.
But just then, the room’s door burst open with a powerful kick. A group of menacing figures clad in black entered, led by a middle-aged man with a stern face. He was playing with an expensive-looking string of beads in his hand and had a menacing expression, especially in his intimidating eyes.
Clyde Gregory’s appearance, seeing his son’s pitiful state, shifted his icy gaze onto Leo. “You dared to harm my son. Kid, if you have the guts, try harming him again!”