Genius Doctor Bermoth
Chapter 501 Are You Sure You Want Me Out?
Tell Mr Izmahad to drive Jane home?
Isn't this the same as putting a sheep in a tiger's mouth, sending Jane to Mr. Izmahad's bed?
Vincent automatically knows the feelings this Izmahad man has towards Jane, he is not a fool, but also does not need to do this.
"There is no need to bother Mr. Izmahad, I will take good care of my wife, it is better that Mr. Izmahad just keep drinking." Vincent said calmly, also already lazy to respond to this person, therefore he immediately carried Jane, forcing her to leave.
“Bro, what do you mean this?” The man still did not give up, went straight to block Vincent's path, his eyes shining coldly: “Didn't you give me face by accepting a drink invitation from me?”
"I'm Vincent just having a beer with my friend, other than that I'll drink when I want to do it, there's absolutely nothing to do with giving you a face!" vincent said calmly.
"But Bro Vincent, there are some people who can be your friends because of luck, if you don't grab the chance well, chances are you'll regret it for life!" Mr. Izmahad there said with a smile and lit a cigarette.
Vincent turned his head.
Seeing him pull out a checkbook and a pen from his pocket, on it he wrote down a number and then tore the paper and threw it in front of Vincent.
"It's a two-billion check, put Jane down and get out of here." Mr. Izmahad exhaled cigarette smoke after saying with a smile.
“Surge.” Vincent; said with no expression, as if he had not heard the words of Mr. Izmahad, the man who was blocking his path.
“Are not enough?” Mr. Izmahad scrunched his forehead, then took back the pen and wrote down a number: “Four billion! This time is enough, right?”
"Surge!" Vincent still says that word.
“Vincent, don't not know yourself! Do you really want to fight me?” Mr. Izmahad became impatient, his face became much darker.
The people next to him also started to become annoyed.
"Basic, you still don't want to take that money?"
"Didn't you see what you were like? You were originally just a useless piece of trash, this time when Mr Izmahad wanted to give you four billion for free and you still did not feel satisfied? What are you doing protecting your wife like that? You didn't touch it either! Wouldn't it be nice if you already earned money and could do anything?"
"Rubber, your wife has been looking after you for three years, do you still want to keep looking after her? Your wife is this beautiful, you are not at all worthy of her, she and Mr. Izmahad are a predestined couple from heaven, Hey trash, you have to see this reality clearly!"
"Better take care of yourself!"
The crowd began to sneer and cuss, beginning to point at Vincent.
Vincent's patience has reached its limit.
Of course, Mr. Izmahad's patience there had also reached the limit.
He nodded his head briefly to the person next to him, the person understood and immediately left the place.
After a while, he was back.
"How's it?"
“Don't worry, how could anyone dare not give Mr Izmahad a face? If this brat wants to fight you, he can only leave this hotel by lying down.” The man said with a smile.
Everyone who heard this instantly widened their eyes.
The relationship of this person named Mr. Izmahad was really very great, even he still had his way in this Silason city!
“Haha, Bro have you heard of it? If Mr. Izmahad wants to fight you, he doesn't need to intervene directly and there are already people handling you!” The woman next to him said with a laugh.
"Well?" Vincent narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Then I should see a person as great as what could make me leave this hotel lying down!"
"I, is it not enough!"
At this moment a cold voice sounded from his side.
Vincent turned his gaze and saw a man walking over with a fat body, a bald head and a face filled with beards.
The man was wearing a black suit, making him look very big and very thick, looking very inappropriate wearing official clothes like this.
As soon as this person appeared, the gaze of the woman wearing the heavy makeup and the men there shone and greeted him immediately.
"Sister Trez?"
"Oh, it turns out that Trez came here, Trez, how are you? Haven't seen you in a long time!"
"Sir Trez, I hope you're okay!"
These people seemed to know this bald-headed man, each greeting him warmly.
While a rather young woman looked somewhat confused, she directly asked the person beside her in a small voice: "Hey, Brother Mayden, Who exactly is ...This Trez brother?"
“You don't know Trez? Have you heard of Podomoro Trade Int? Trez is the right hand man of Podomoro Trade Int!” Brother Mayden next to him immediately explained.
"Trade Int?" The woman was briefly startled, suddenly realizing something, her face changed, and she spoke: "Isn't it gray ..."
" Shhhh! Just need to know in the heart, there are some things that need not be said carelessly, we will not be able to live again if it offends these people!” Brother Mayden hurriedly said.
The woman's face immediately turned pale and stopped talking.
“Kak Trez, how can you come in person?” Mr. Izmahad instantly got up from the top of the sofa, saying with a smiling face.
“Bro, you've come to my territory, however I have to come personally right? Wh why? Did you find a problem? Let me help you handle it!" This man named Kak Trez immediately said lightly.
When he said this, he turned his gaze toward Vincent, looking at him meaningfully.
"Hahaha, Brother Trez can joke, for a place like this it's better I don't make a fuss, if it comes to giving trouble to you, I'll be uncomfortable." Mr. Izmahad said with a laugh.
“Don't worry, just take care of a problem like this, won't make a big fuss,” said Kak Trez calmly.
"Well, there's this word of yours I'm calm."
Mr. Izmahad smiled briefly, then turned his eyes and squinted towards Vincent: "How is it? Mr Bermoth, is it still continuing? Sis Trez's words you should have heard, right? If you still want to continue the commotion, it won't be good for you or me!"
"Maybe it won't be good for you, but it won't affect me." Vincent shook his head.
Brother Trez frowned.
"Why? How are you still this stubborn?" A man is angry.
The smile on Mr. Izmahad's face had also disappeared.
" Alright, Bro, this matter leave it to me, you guys sit down and continue drinking alcohol.” Trez seemed to be unable to take it anymore, saying in a suppressed voice.
“Good, Bro, I will remember this, if there is a time come and have tea with me!” Mr. Izmahad nodded his head.
Trez didn't feel stale anymore, directly saying to Vincent in a cold voice: "Bro, let's go out with me!"
"Are you sure you want me out?" Vincent asked calmly.
" why? Should I lift it out?” Trez frowned.
Vincent no longer spoke, directly walking out while holding Jane.
“Let that person down!” Mr. Izmahad shouted.
"Bro, it's okay, soon I'll bring her in." Said Brother Trez lightly.
"All right!" Mr. Izmahad nodded.
A group of people immediately walked towards the outside of the hotel door.
And at this moment, inside the VIP room on the second floor, someone was standing at the window and looking at this scene....