Bidegla placed a sign outside indicating a temporary closure, then sat quietly at the entrance of the restaurant, patiently waiting for the person he was expecting. Jennie Laura joined him, also sitting quietly, keeping him company as they waited. However, Ned Duda, the person they were waiting for, had not arrived yet. Simona summoned the real estate representatives from Longyuan Real Estate, as their headquarters was located very close by. It took them less than three minutes to arrive.

Observing these young people, Bidegla couldn't help but furrow his brow. They did not appear to be real estate professionals, but more like street thugs. Despite their well-dressed appearance, the air of delinquency that emanated from them was unmistakable.

"Are these the individuals you mentioned as being in charge?" Bidegla asked icily, eyeing the group of young thugs with disbelief.

"Indeed, Bidegla. They are temporarily responsible for our area," Simona interjected, exchanging a few meaningful glances with Bidegla.

Understanding his unspoken message, Bidegla paid it no mind. Dealing with these small-time thugs was beneath him, as conversing with them would be like casting pearls before swine, utterly pointless.

"Hey, who's this guy, acting all high and mighty?" A man approached, casting a disdainful glance at Bidegla. His contemptuous gaze conveyed a clear sense of superiority.

However, when his eyes fell upon Jennie Laura, they widened, almost spilling over with desire. Jennie Laura was an absolute beauty, and individuals like these low-level thugs rarely encountered such high-quality beauties in their day-to-day lives. Thus, seeing Jennie Laura left the man speechless.

At the same time, the additional individuals summoned by Simona also noticed Jennie Laura sitting next to Bidegla, and their eyes revealed a strong sense of lecherous intent.

"Heh heh." One of the men in black chuckled maliciously as he walked up to Bidegla and Jennie Laura. He leered at Jennie Laura and asked, "Are you alone, beautiful? Would you like to accompany me for a drink?"

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Jennie Laura's face, but before his hand could reach her, he felt a deep, bone-chilling pain in his hand.

"Summon your boss, or else, I will leave your arm here today," Bidegla said coldly, discarding the man's already broken wrist.

Did he really think he could touch Jennie Laura in front of me and get away with it?

"Damn it," the man with the broken wrist snarled in agony at Bidegla's words. "Take this guy out for me."

"You are clueless," Bidegla's eyes shot forth two icy glares, and then, with a few grunts, he sent all the men who had rushed towards him flying with a single kick. They were no match for him at all.

"Summon your boss, or else, I will end you today. My patience is wearing thin," Bidegla stated, his voice freezing to the extreme.

At that moment, the man also realized that Bidegla was a tough customer, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out his phone.

"Hello, boss? We have trouble here, someone wants to cause us problems and says they will end you. Hurry up, or we'll be collecting our corpses soon," the man shouted into the phone, almost making Bidegla chuckle.

This guy was really good at acting. His performance might even win him an Oscar for Best Actor, he's such a good faker.

However, he did not stop the young man from informing his backers; he simply looked at them coldly.

He was just a small fry, not worth his time to deal with, and these people couldn't make any decisions anyway, at best they were just the thugs that Simona's uncle had mentioned.

"You wait, I'll show you who's in charge in a moment. Today, I'll make you crawl out of here." The young man's face contorted with a threatening tone.

"Do you believe that I can make you unable to get up right now?" Bidegla looked at the young man with a smirk.

He had witnessed Bidegla's methods before, and he was genuinely afraid that Bidegla might suddenly beat him up, so he dared not provoke him any further, and could only stand here, being looked at like a monkey by passersby.

"Bidegla, everything will be fine, won't it?" Simona's uncle asked at this moment.

"Don't worry, with me here, I will definitely help you solve the problem today," Bidegla replied before closing his eyes, waiting for the others to arrive.

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Time seemed to pass very slowly, and the second wave of people who arrived were not Ned Duda and his group, but the boss that the young man had called on the phone.

This person had the appearance of a successful man, and he didn't come alone, but with a large group of people, totaling about fifty.

This was the first time Bidegla had encountered so many people coming to attack him since he arrived in the city of Bamboo Sea.

"Are you the one who wants to take me down?" Yasin Joanne looked at Bidegla, but most of his gaze was on Jennie Laura.

Since becoming a small leader of Dragon Source Real Estate, he had played with many women, but he had never met a top-quality beauty like Jennie Laura, and at this moment, he was excited at the thought of getting her into his bed.

"Are you in charge here?" Bidegla asked with a cold voice, feeling very dissatisfied in his heart.

"What? Who do you think you are?" Yasin Joanne glanced at Bidegla with disdain.

"It's enough that I'm in charge here." Bidegla's face showed a hint of a smile.

As his voice fell, a piercing sound of brakes came from the end of the street.

As the crowd dispersed, a fleet of cars appeared in front of Bidegla and his group, a very stylish sports car leading the way, followed by at least ten official cars.

What surprised Bidegla was that behind their car, there were even two police cars following, the scale of this was just too large.

"With so many people surrounding us, are you trying to start a rebellion?" The sports car stopped not far from Bidegla, and Ned Duda emerged from the car, his face full of coldness.

Previously, Bidegla had mentioned that there might be gangsters here, but what Ned Duda hadn't expected was that there were so many people here, it was like a scene of a gang fight.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to call for police backup, otherwise, who knows what could have happened.

"Get all of them under control for me," Ned Duda ordered, and then at least ten heavily armed police officers emerged from the last two police cars.

Although there were few police officers, they were all armed, and the dozens of people that Yasin Joanne had brought were scared stiff, giving up resistance and cowering on the ground.

No matter how tough they were, they couldn't resist the police, they could be riddled with bullets at any moment.

At this moment, the lackeys that Yasin Joanne had brought were dumbfounded, and even Yasin Joanne himself was stunned, he hadn't expected things to develop into this situation.

"Isn't it said that there are troublemakers here? Why have the special police come?"

"You, bow your head and squat." Ned Duda cast a cold glance at Yasin Joanne and spoke loudly.

"Yes." Although Yasin Joanne had been arrogant and unruly just now, at this moment he also capitulated, squatting with a sense of aggrievement.

"What's going on here?" Ned Duda no longer paid attention to the group of people and approached Bidegla, inquiring.

"Big brother Duda, if you had come a moment later, I might have been surrounded and beaten by them." Bidegla let out a bitter smile, finally letting go of his worries.

"Nonsense, with me around, how could I let you be surrounded and beaten? Rest assured, we'll take all these people back in a while and see how they continue to be so arrogant." Ned Duda sneered, devoid of his usual grace, as if he had become a different person.

At this moment, the doors of the convoy that had followed his car opened slowly, and many people emerged from inside, most of whom held high positions, turning out to be the leadership of the government departments.

Ned Duda's ability to summon all these people from the government departments was unexpected.

Damn it!

Yasin Joanne, crouching on the ground, turned pale at the sight of the people emerging from the car, all of whom were from the government departments of the city, realizing that these people could cause an earthquake in the city with just a stomp of their feet. How was it that they had all come here?

"Secretary Taylor, contact the head of Longyuan Real Estate and tell him to come here within half an hour. If he doesn't, we'll seal his company directly." Ned Duda ordered, and a beautiful female secretary who had been following him immediately nodded and turned to make the call.

"Let's wait for a while." Ned Duda pulled up a chair and sat down next to Bidegla.

"Here, have a smoke." Ned Duda took out a pack of cigarettes, and Bidegla, who had never seen this kind of cigarette before, should have belonged to the exclusive cigarettes available only within the government department, which could not be bought with money outside.

"You all can sit wherever you like." Ned Duda also greeted the group of government officials, making them feel awkward.

They knew they were being asked to sit, but there were no chairs here, and they couldn't very well sit on the ground, could they?

They stood with wide eyes, not daring to leave. They had no temperament at all. Ned Duda represented the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Zhuhai. Who dared to get angry with him?

If someone said a few bad words about their own father, they would be in big trouble.

"We're fine standing." The crowd smiled apologetically, daring not to speak out.

"Since you want to stand, then stand." Faced with a multitude of colleagues, Ned Duda was not polite, and his tone was even a bit cold.

He had already learned from Bidegla that among these people, there were scoundrels who colluded with merchants and oppressed the common people. Although he didn't know who exactly it was, he was determined to find out.

"Bidegla." A loud voice came from the back of the crowd, and the person Stuart Buzer had mentioned before, Yeshak, had arrived.

As the leader of this faction, Bidegla naturally understood clearly. If Bidegla had a problem, Stuart Buzer would skin him alive.

But when he arrived here and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned. What was going on? How could even the special police have come?

Of course, he saw his men being pointed at with guns and squatting on the ground by the special police, and he immediately understood what had happened.

These idiots had really asked for trouble by provoking Bidegla. They deserved it.

With an apologetic smile on his face, he had no intention of pleading for his subordinate, but instead made his way through the crowd to stand before Bidegla.

"Sorry for being late," Yeshak's face was filled with shame, his demeanor exceedingly humble.

"Alright, you're not needed here anymore, you may leave." As Bidegla looked at Yeshak, she understood that he must be the person summoned by her senior brother, but now that Ned Duda had caused such a commotion, Yeshak's presence here was of little consequence.