Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 363: I Won’t Let You Die Easily!

Chapter 363: Chapter 363: I Won’t Let You Die Easily!

"Hehe..."

Elijah Winkler sneered coldly, straightening his collar and said, "It’s been a long time since anyone has dared to speak to me like that!

It seems that today, I have to give you some lessons to show you how powerful I am!"

As he spoke, he shouted towards the outside: "All of you fuckers get in here now!"

Soon, more than ten black-clad bodyguards rushed in.

The waitress, sensing that things were taking a turn for the worse, quickly fled the scene.

Elijah Winkler waved his hand, directly issuing an order!

"Give them a beating, and then throw them out!"

"Yes, Young Master Winkler!"

Over ten black-clad bodyguards nodded in agreement, and charged towards Lionel Yeager and his companions with an aggressive air.

Elijah Winkler and his companions watched with great interest.

Over the years, anyone who dared to provoke them had always been crushed beneath their feet.

Today would be no exception.

Lionel Yeager sighed and motioned to Bardon Bard, "Bardon, it’s your turn. Go easy on them, and don’t kill anyone."

"Alright!"

Bardon grinned and stood up, motioning the bodyguards to move closer. "Come on, I’ll play with you all for a while!"

The ten or so bodyguards closed in on Bardon!

Bardon easily dodged their attacks, meeting them head-on!

In an instant, the entire private room was filled with the sound of muffled blows and screams.

In less than three minutes, all of the bodyguards were lying on the ground, wailing in pain.

Bardon clapped his hands and smirked, "You guys are too weak; you can’t even provide me with a warm-up.

How about sending some more capable people over?"

At this moment, Elijah Winkler and his friends were dumbfounded.

They had never expected that this monk would be so powerful, handily defeating their well-trained bodyguards in a matter of seconds.

"Young Master Winkler, don’t hurt them! Don’t hurt them!"

At this time, a frantic voice came from outside the door.

It was the waitress, leading a slightly chubby, middle-aged man into the room.

This middle-aged man was the hotel lobby manager, Brian Winslet.

Upon entering the room, Brian’s eyes widened in shock when he saw the scene before him.

Elijah Winkler angrily said, "Manager Brian, I asked these people to give up their private room, but not only did they refuse, they also attacked my men. What should we do about this?"

Brian was overwhelmed.

None of them, including the hotel chairman, would dare to mess with these wealthy second-generation children.

He tried to placate them: "Young Master Winkler, please calm down. I will talk to them."

He walked to Lionel Yeager and his friends, smiling, "Gentlemen, the Winkler, Zac, and Franklin families are not to be trifled with.

It would be best for you to leave this room and apologize to Young Master Winkler. That way, we can put all of this behind us.

You can rest assured that if you do this, all of your expenses at our hotel today will be waived."

Lionel Yeager glanced at Elijah Winkler and the others and said resolutely, "I have a message for them as well!

We won’t give up this private room!

We won’t apologize!

They’d better get lost before I get angry!"

Elijah Winkler and the others were instantly enraged!

"Manager Brian, don’t interfere in this matter anymore!

Since these people insist on courting death, I’ll grant their wish!"

As he spoke, Elijah Winkler picked up his mobile phone, ready to make a call.

Margaret Franklin pointed at Lionel Yeager and his companions, snorted coldly and said, "A group of bumpkins dare to fight against us; You will pay dearly."

"Just wait for your doom!"

Vann Hubbard also sneered and said.

Brian Winslet sighed, "Gentlemen, I can’t help you with this matter anymore. You’ll have to sort it out for yourselves."

At this moment.

A puzzled voice came over.

"Mr. Yeager, why are there so many people, did something happen?"

In an instant, everyone in the private room turned their heads towards the entrance.

Just then, Ivy Chaplin, Christopher Weil, and Jeremy Lesser entered the room.

In order to invite Lionel Yeager for dinner, they specially dressed up and changed their clothes.

Seeing Ivy Chaplin and others coming in, Elijiah Winkler sneered, "What, are these people the help you called for?

Can this old bunch help you guys at all?"

Hearing this, Ivy Chaplin frowned and respectfully asked Lionel Yeager, "Mr. Yeager, what the hell is going on?"

"Head Chaplin, this is what happened..."

Lionel Yeager didn’t conceal anything and told Ivy Chaplin what had happened just now.

After hearing Lionel’s words, Ivy Chaplin’s face changed drastically and then turned cold.

Christopher Weil and Jeremy Lesser’s faces also darkened.

Today, they had finally become friends with such a world-shaking powerful individual like Lionel Yeager, and had the honor to invite him for dinner.

But they never expected to encounter this kind of thing.

If this matter is not handled well, Lionel might be very dissatisfied with them.

Ivy Chaplin stared coldly at Elijiah Winkler’s three people and said solemnly, "You are from the Winkler, Zac, and Franklin families?"

"That’s right!"

Elijiah Winkler looked at Ivy Chaplin with disdain, "What, are you this big aunt going to stand up for these three kids?"

Ivy Chaplin’s face grew even colder and asked, "Are Elmore Winkler, Steve Hubbard, and Michael Franklin your fathers?"

Elijiah Winkler said unhappily, "Who the fuck are you, daring to call my dad by his name?"

Before his words had fallen!

Slap!

Ivy Chaplin directly slapped him!

"Ah!"

Elijiah Winkler screamed in pain, flew out, and crashed into the door with a "boom."

Half of his face was directly swollen, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Young Master Winkler!"

"Big Brother Winkler!"

Vann Hubbard and Margaret Franklin exclaimed in surprise, quickly stepping forward to help Elijiah Winkler up.

Margaret Franklin shouted angrily at Ivy Chaplin, "How dare you hit Big Brother Winkler, you’re dead!"

Vann Hubbard also said viciously, "You dare hit Big Brother Winkler, do you believe I’ll make sure you never see tomorrow’s sun?"

Ivy Chaplin sneered, "I don’t even care if I hit this kid, even if your fathers come, I’d kill you and they wouldn’t dare to let out a fart!"

Margaret Franklin said, "Who the fuck do you think you are, even daring to say such big words, don’t you really know how to write the word ’death’?"

"Enough talk, hurry up and call your fathers Elmore Winkler, Steve Hubbard, and Michael Franklin!"

"If you don’t want to die, you’d better do as you’re told!"

Christopher Weil and Jeremy Lesser also shouted angrily.

"Fine, you just wait!"

Margaret Franklin’s eyes were fierce as she quickly took out her mobile phone to make a call.

Elijiah Winkler and Vann Hubbard also took out their phones to call their fathers.

Lionel Yeager, Lily Tisdale, and Bardon Bard just watched the scene silently without speaking.

Ivy Chaplin, Christopher Weil, and Jeremy Lesser respectfully stood aside.

They didn’t dare to sit down before the matter was resolved.

In less than twenty minutes.

Chaotic footsteps came from outside the door.

"Which bastard dares to hit my Elmore Winkler’s son, get the hell out!"

Accompanied by an angry roar, a group of people strode in.

The three middle-aged men with elegant demeanors were the family owners Elmore Winkler, Steve Hubbard, and Michael Franklin.

Behind them were a group of bodyguards emitting the aura of martial artists.

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