“Mr. Spencer, the person inside is ruthless, definitely a thug. Please wait, let me go in and check first,” Brady said, trying to stop Jaylin with a serious expression.
The other experts also became alert.
Jaylin was too esteemed. There couldn’t be any danger to him, otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to survive in Shipmeda State.
“A thug? Haven’t I encountered enough bullies who ended up running away with their tails between their legs all these years? None of them could stand up to me,” Jaylin sneered, pushing aside Brady’s hand and walking straight in.
Brady and the others shook their heads helplessly and followed inside.
“Do you see? This is presence, an imposing presence that doesn’t need anger! And the experts by Mr. Spencer’s side, you can tell they’ve killed people just by looking at them!”
“On the hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land in Shipmeda State, even if it’s a dragon, they have to be respectful in front of Mr. Spencer!”
“In ancient times, Mr. Spencer would be the crown prince of Shipmeda State. When he comes to Niarak, all the officials must kneel to welcome him! No one dares to offend him, they can’t even look him in the eye!”
Ismael and the others were excited, shouting with anticipation in their eyes.
Trusova outside the door listened attentively, feeling a sense of darkness in her heart. It felt like a dark cloud hanging over her, making it hard for her to breathe.
“Let me see who dares to touch my people!” Jaylin stepped into the room and looked around coldly.
Flynn sat on the sofa, looking at the door with a confident smile.
“I’ve made a move, and Mr. Spencer wants to lecture me on what’s right?”
As soon as Jaylin saw Flynn, his mind exploded. Damn it, why did he run into him again?
This person was no small fry!
Brady was also stunned.
Mr. Clark?
The one who slapped King of Poison, the master of Mr. Price, whom Mr. Spencer had tried to please twice, the Great Grandmaster!
Last time when Mr. Spencer intervened, he had finally managed to appease Flynn.
And now, Jaylin’s people had provoked him again?!
“You want to lecture me? Do you even deserve to lecture me on behalf of Mr. Spencer? Sitting there like you’re someone important, aren’t you afraid of death?”
“Hehe, who doesn’t know that in Shipmeda State, whatever Mr. Spencer says is right? No matter if you’re right or wrong, the moment you provoke Mr. Spencer, you’re in the wrong!”
“Mr. Spencer personally came, accompanied by several experts. He should kneel down and confess his sins. Does he really think he’s so powerful that he doesn’t care about the Spencer family?”
Ismael and the others looked disdainful, and some of them were particularly agitated, cursing at Flynn.
“Shut up, all of you!”
Jaylin shouted loudly, shocking the whole room.
Everyone fell silent, not knowing Jaylin’s intentions.
Ismael’s head also went blank, and he scolded his subordinates, “Mr. Spencer is here, why are you all making such a fuss?”
“It’s giving me a headache, let alone the esteemed Mr. Spencer?”
“Mr. Spencer has his own way of dealing with Flynn. Is there a need for you to interrupt?”
Everyone smiled as they heard this.
So Mr. Spencer found us too noisy!
“Bring Ismael over here.” Jaylin’s face remained calm as he instructed Ismael to come forward.
His subordinates helped Ismael walk over.
“Support him!” Jaylin ordered the two men to prop Ismael up in front of him, his face full of frost.
Ismael turned his head and grinned, “Mr. Spencer, I am indeed quite seriously injured. But I’m pleasantly surprised by your concern!”
“I’ll just sit on the ground and watch you…”
He hadn’t finished speaking when Jaylin took three or four steps back, accelerated, and delivered a flying kick to Ismael’s lower back!
“Bang!”
Ismael felt as if his lower back had been struck by a heavy hammer, and the pain made his scalp explode.
He stumbled forward for several meters and fell flat in front of Flynn, knocking out one of his front teeth and whimpering in pain.
The whole room was shocked, and everyone stared in disbelief.
They really couldn’t understand what Jaylin meant.
With a dark face, Jaylin kicked Ismael to the ground and gritted his teeth, “You worthless trash, scum, animal-like garbage! Do you want to kill me?”
“Do you know who’s in front of you? A VIP of the Spencer family! Even my grandfather would be polite to him. How dare you provoke him?”
Boom!
Upon hearing this, everyone trembled and nearly bit their tongues in shock.
Their mouths hung open, their eyes wide with disbelief.
A VIP of the Spencer family?
Even Barney would be polite?!
Boom!
Their minds exploded, feeling like drenched dogs, their heads drooping in resignation.
Ismael’s face was filled with fear, and he couldn’t even feel the pain anymore. He never expected Flynn’s power to be so terrifying.
Wasn’t he just a lackey of the God of War?
How could he receive such respect from the Spencer family?
Jaylin glanced coldly at everyone and gritted his teeth, saying, “Who was the one insulting Mr. Clark earlier? Well, forget it. Everyone should kneel down and apologize to Mr. Clark!”
Ismael’s subordinates didn’t dare utter a word. They limped over to stand behind Ismael and knelt down in front of Flynn.
“Clap, clap, clap!”
“Mr. Clark, we were wrong. It was just us barking like dogs. Please don’t take it to heart!”
The sound of applause mixed with continuous apologies filled the air.
Trusova, witnessing this scene, was petrified. She couldn’t help but look at Flynn, her expression filled with shock.
Who exactly was Mr. Clark? To earn such respect from the Spencer family!
Flynn stood up, took Trusova’s hand, and walked straight to Kseniya. He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then, Flynn raised Trusova’s hand and slapped Kseniya across the face.
“Smack!”
A crisp sound rang out.
Kseniya’s right cheek was solidly struck.
“You… you dared to hit me, you bitch?” Kseniya’s face was filled with disbelief, her anger surging to the top of her head.
“Smack!”
Just as Trusova was about to apologize, Flynn once again raised her hand and slapped Kseniya’s face.
This slap was even stronger, causing Kseniya’s body to tilt to one side, her hair in disarray.
“Mr. Spencer, Trusova not only touched her hair, but she also slapped her face. What do you have to say about this?” Holding Trusova’s fair hand, Flynn turned to Jaylin and asked.
Jaylin stuttered, “I… I have nothing to say…”
Upon hearing this, Kseniya’s face was filled with disbelief. “Mr. Spencer, is it that you’re helping your people bully foreign companies? I’ll ask the Governor later if he still wants the Bazayev family to invest in Shipmeda!”
Jaylin shook his head, remaining silent.
He didn’t understand business matters and didn’t get involved in them.
But one thing was certain: compared to Kseniya’s billions of investments, the Spencer family would lean towards Flynn’s side.
After all, investments could be attracted, but losing Flynn would be hard to replace.
Brady also forced a wry smile.
Having followed Barney for so many years, he had a keen sense of judging people.
Flynn was not just a façade, and his arrogance was not for show. This person had great abilities!
He dared to disregard Barney’s face, so if Jaylin had any dissatisfaction, he would definitely receive a slap.
“And you two, this matter isn’t over. The power of the Bazayev family is unimaginable!”
“We will meet soon!”
Kseniya glared fiercely at Trusova and turned to leave.
However, Flynn’s face turned cold as he said, “If you don’t apologize to Trusova and ensure the proper placement of her mother’s ashes, I will make sure your life remains in Niarak!”