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Chapter 239 - 174 Father, You Don’t Understand Brian at All! (First Subscription Bonus 3)_2

Chapter 239: Chapter 174 Father, You Don’t Understand Brian at All! (First Subscription Bonus 3)_2

He casually took out a bottle of high-purity alcohol, "This is more refreshing to rinse with, kills germs."

Brian: ...

Damn, ran into a tough one.

If he drank, he would expose the special nature of his body.

If he didn’t drink, his momentum would weaken.

Brian glanced out of the corner of his eye at Susan, who was devouring meat without a care in the world, and whose lips curled upwards confidently as he waved his hand, "Mr. Dean, Susan doesn’t like it when I’m drunk, so let’s forget it. I love her too much to make her unhappy."

Bang!

The bottle containing the alcohol was crushed by Dean.

That bastard!

This used to be the treatment he received!

Dean was squeezing the shards of glass in his palm into powder right in front of Brian’s surprised eyes, casually sprinkling it to the side, "I’ve heard from Xide that you’re quite strong..."

Brian licked his lips, "Indeed, but probably not as strong as you."

He was telling the truth.

Crushing a glass bottle, he could manage, but turning it into powder was a different story. It wasn’t about strength, but technique and body defense.

The glass debris was already fine; applying force would only cause it to embed in the flesh, preventing any real force from being exerted.

Even if Brian used his Body Control talent, he couldn’t contradict such a regular occurrence—unless one day his skin could compare to tough iron and his muscles to pliable stone. Only then could he achieve this.

..

"You’ve got a tough mouth."

Seeing Brian backing down, Dean let him off the hook.

He gestured to Brian, "Sit down, let’s talk about your future plans."

Brian knew that the real show had started.

He nodded, reining in his emotions, and said seriously, "Actually, I’m not an ambitious person. My current plan is just to help Susan crack cases and to improve my strength. If I can make it to the upper ranks of the NW organization, great. If not, I still need to ensure that I have the strength to protect Susan and our future children. After all, you might not use martial force, but you can’t be without it."

"Not bad!"

Dean nodded, "I like your style. You’ve got the temper I had when I was young, but there’s something I want to ask you."

"What?"

"Can you explain about the Kamor family, your missing foster parents, your purpose for joining NW, and, if possible, I’d like to know about the series of coincidental accidents after you joined Children’s House at the age of eight..."

Dean looked at Brian with an indifferent expression, his tone even more placid, yet it gave Brian an intangible pressure.

It was a gaze that seemed to penetrate the heart.

After a moment of silence, Brian shook his head, "If Susan wants to know, I can tell her, but not you, you’re not Susan."

Apart from his identity as a Mutant, he also had his Mutant Ability. If Susan really wanted to know some things about him, Brian wouldn’t hide anything from her.

Just as he knew what kind of person Susan was, he believed she would understand some of his actions.

But not Dean.

He wouldn’t be spending his life with Dean in the future, even if the man was Susan’s father!

Hearing this, Dean’s face revealed a cold smirk, "Then please stay away from my daughter. I don’t want a man with ulterior motives to delay her. No one can hurt my daughter, neither physically nor emotionally."

Brian rolled his eyes, "Give it a break—back in Forest Park, if I hadn’t been lucky, Susan and I would have both died at the hands of those two Mutant Beasts. Don’t get ahead of yourself."

Dean: ...

He stubbornly retorted, "You don’t know shit. Even if you died, Susan wouldn’t. She has... never mind, I wanted to talk to you as a regular person, but you’re just too immature, kid. If you don’t leave, I’ll show you what it means to bully the weak!"

Brian turned and called out to Susan, "Susan, your dad said he wants to..."

"Shut up!"

Dean hurriedly covered Brian’s mouth, "Can’t you have some shame?"

From a distance, Susan looked curiously at the two men tussling together, "What’s going on?"

How quickly did these two get sick of each other’s company.

The bonds between men grow fast.

Brian raised his eyebrows at Dean.

Dean sighed, "Don’t talk nonsense."

Saying this, he let go of his hands that covered Brian’s mouth.

Brian touched the palm print on his mouth somewhat speechlessly.

This old guy, his strength was just too exaggerated, his palm was like one cast of steel; even his skin, tough as cowhide, and his sturdy muscles had been marked.

He waved to Susan, "Your father said he looks forward to seeing you in a wedding dress one day and told me to take good care of you in the future."

At those words, Susan shyly turned her head away and didn’t reply.

Dean: ...I didn’t say that!

He suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness similar to what his father-in-law must have felt when facing him all those years ago.

...

It was too late.

That night, Brian stayed over.

But the petty Dean assigned him a room very far away from Susan, so to chat they would have to call each other on the landline.

Poor Shi San, who knew if it would be mistreated following old Hardenn.

..

The next day.

Watching his daughter get ready for work, Dean struggled helplessly for the last time, "Susan, that bastard is shameless and not a good person, you..."

"Father!"

Susan’s face turned stern, "You don’t understand Brian at all. He would take a bullet for me in dangerous times, give gifts to children of victims during cases, he can..anyway, he’s not the kind of person you think he is!"

Dean: ...

Looking at his daughter, his face filled with the powerless sentiment of watching a daughter grow up too fast, his face rugged with a resigned sigh.

Nell, seeing this, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Come on, Susan. Your father is just tough on the outside and soft on the inside. When he purposely set up a blind date with the young White from the White family, he actually just wanted you to come back to Los Angeles to see you more, not really to marry you off."

Susan looked at her father Dean.

Dean waved his hand, "I just worry about you being wronged in Washington."

"Father..."

Susan’s eyes reddened.

Just then, Brian poked his head in from outside, "Susan, the fact that you were persuaded to leave the protection detail might have also been his doing..."

Damn it!

That old man, still trying to speak ill of me.

How could Brian tolerate this?

Dean: ...

He watched as Susan’s eyes narrowed, went over to the fireplace, and took down the oversized ’Fire Burning Stick’ hanging on the wall, then proceeded to stuff two oversized calibre..no, small shells into it.

"Fuck!"

Brian’s scalp tingled, he rushed over to Susan, scooped her up, and ran.

Damn it, resort to violence when losing an argument, huh!

Can’t mess with him, better run.

..

By the time the two got back to office B6, it was already past ten in the morning.

With solemn faces, they walked into the office one after the other, pretending not to notice the earlier commotion.

Green, seeing Brian, quickly came over with a stack of documents, "Boss Brian, I worked overtime last night to conduct an investigation just as you instructed, and I’ve uncovered something frightening."

It was the first time Brian had seen Green this serious.

He took the documents and quickly flipped through them.

A moment later.

He put down the paperwork and looked at Green, "So many people have gone missing?"

Green nodded, "Yes, and they’re all male Chinese international students. This is a big case!"

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