Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 450
Chapter 450: Chapter 450 Debt Repayment_1
“Get in the car!”
Julius Reed had extremely sharp hearing.
After he heard the contents of the phone call, he quickly turned around and ran towards the door, heading straight for the Rolls-Royce.
Cosmo stayed at home, after all there was Anna Harris who was still sleeping.
Quella Radcliffe, on the other hand, hurriedly dressed and grabbed her purse, taking the passenger seat right away.
The two of them rushed towards the direction of the Radcliffe Family’s old house.
It was not rush hour at this point, and Julius Reed drove quite fast. Within the confines of the traffic regulations, he was making his way to the Radcliffe Family’s old residence as quickly as possible.
On the way, the phone rang again.
“Are you coming or not! If you don’t show up soon, get ready to collect our corpses!”
Knox Ridge shouted loudly into the phone.
At the same time, through the phone, one could also hear yelling coming from the inside.
“I know there are people in there, open the door!”
“If you don’t open up, we’re going to break in!”
“You can dodge for a moment, but not for a lifetime!”
Hearing these words, Quella Radcliffe’s face darkened as she spoke, “What did you borrow money for!”
Based on her understanding of the elderly couple, if they hadn’t borrowed money, they certainly wouldn’t be so scared.
Knox Ridge would surely call the police and even demand compensation for mental distress.
But now?
Scared like this, actively seeking her help!
What could she even do?
It was nothing but Knox Ridge knowing that Julius Reed was somewhat capable and wanted him to come over to help.
“Let’s talk when you get here!”
Seeing Quella Radcliffe’s attitude changing, Knox Ridge immediately hung up the phone.
“I think we’re not in such a hurry to get there anymore.”
Julius Reed suddenly slowed down the car.
It seemed like Knox Ridge wasn’t that scared, merely wanting someone to help her repay the money.
In this civilized society, even debt collection couldn’t be too extreme.
“It’s up to you.”
Quella Radcliffe shook her head helplessly, unable to understand what her parents were thinking.
When it comes to money, Quella Radcliffe had already given them no small amount.
Food, drinks, she had bought loads and sent them over.
As for borrowing money?
By the time the two of them arrived at the lower floor of the Radcliffe Family’s old residential complex, more than half an hour had passed.
During that period, Knox Ridge called countless times, but Quella Radcliffe didn’t answer a single call.
Consequently, Knox Ridge started cursing her own daughter heartlessly on WeChat, some of the words even Julius Reed found unbearable.
“Let’s go, take a look!”
After parking the car downstairs, the two walked towards the room where the old couple stayed.
As soon as they entered the building, they could hear knocking on doors upstairs.
“Open up! Hurry up, old fools, if you don’t repay the money, I’ll kill you!”
“Exactly! Pay up the money!”
“Open the door!”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Then there was a sound of fists hammering on the door.
Hearing these noises, Quella Radcliffe couldn’t contain herself any longer and briskly walked upstairs.
When they arrived at the door, they discovered that Knox Ridge had actually provoked a gang of hooligans!
There were about a dozen men standing at the doorway!
Literally a dozen men!
Seeing the pair climbing the stairs, a young man with yellow hair stepped forward and said impatiently, “What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone demanding money before? Get lost!”
He thought that with this intimidation, the two would leave.
Otherwise, blocking someone’s doorway in broad daylight demanding money could get one arrested for disturbing the peace.
“I haven’t seen it.”
Julius Reed slowly walked up to Little Yellow Hair, looked at the paint that had been thrown on the Radcliffe’s door, and said, “So this is how you collect debt? Almost like in the movies, eh! Shouldn’t you also spray some paint and label them as deadbeats?”
“You…”
Little Yellow Hair frowned, impatiently saying, “Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!”
They say that watching a commotion is not frightening if it gets big!
And here there were people coming to gawk at a debt collection!
Wasn’t that just idleness?
“I might not roll over, but how about you show me how?”
Julius Reed flashed a light smile and humbly asked for instructions.
“You’re just lookin’ for trouble, aren’t ya?”
A man walked over, frowning as he spoke, “Kid, be smart and scram! Otherwise, if we really have to make a move, you won’t be able to handle the consequences!”
“You keep telling me to scram, but you gotta show me how to do it!”
Julius Reed acted as if he didn’t understand, chatting with the group of hooligans.
“I’ll show you how to scram!”
The hooligan sneered, crossed his arms over his head, and pointed toward the stairs, “Just like this, flip your body forward, and roll down like a ball!”
Whoosh!
Before he could react, Julius Reed suddenly kicked out.
“Ouch!”
The hooligan didn’t even have time to understand what was happening before he tumbled and fell down the stairs.
Then he let out a pig-like scream, wailing in pain.
“Damn it! Who gave you the guts to hit my people!”
Seeing his own man beaten, Little Yellow Hair instantly flew into a rage.
“It was you who told me to scram, he just demonstrated it for me, shouldn’t he demonstrate it properly?”
Julius Reed said with feigned grievance.
“Heh! Now that you’ve learned, scram! I’ll watch you roll down! If you don’t roll down, I’ll have someone help you!”
Little Yellow Hair said viciously.
“Scram now!”
“I don’t like rollin’ down, it’s so unseemly.”
Julius Reed walked up to one of the men, lifted him by the collar, and threw him onto the stairs with one hand.
The unprepared hooligan tumbled down the stairs, landing at the very bottom.
“Attack!”
Little Yellow Hair was completely infuriated!
Having two of his brothers thrown down the stairs was a colossal humiliation!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Julius Reed kicked out three times, and the three men in front fell to the ground, screaming in agony.
Little Yellow Hair swallowed hard, his forehead already covered in sweat.
“You… who are you…”
“I’ll give you a chance, tell me who sent you, and we’ll call it quits!”
Julius Reed dusted off his hands and knocked on the door, “Quella Radcliffe and I are here!”
“First, get rid of them! These people are here for money!”
Knox Ridge yelled from inside.
“So you’re in there, you wench! Come out and pay back the money!”
Little Yellow Hair kicked the door fiercely a few times, but it wouldn’t budge.
It was after all a security door, inherently sturdy.
“Bro, I’m still here, and you’re kicking the door without any regard?”
Julius Reed grabbed Little Yellow Hair’s arm, causing him to grimace in pain.
“Speak! Who sent you!”
“Mr. Cook, Bran Cook…”
Little Yellow Hair cried out in response.
“Bran Cook? What money is he here for?”
Julius Reed pondered briefly. Was Bran Cook really daring to oppose him now?
Had he grown tired of living?
Knowing that Zane Percival had already been taken down by him, Bran Cook definitely wouldn’t dare to act rashly for a while.
“Previously, the two old… two elders in this house took several hundred thousand in cash from Bran Cook, promising to marry their daughter to him. Now that the matter hasn’t been settled, Bran Cook is pressing them to return the money, but the two old folks are outright refusing to pay back!”
Little Yellow Hair, trembling with fear, didn’t dare to lie.
So he spilled everything, thinking of seeking revenge later after going back.
“Open the door, I’ve taken care of them!”
Julius Reed knocked on the door again.
Seeing Little Yellow Hair being gripped like a chicken, Knox Ridge finally felt at ease and opened the door.
“Go, get that money back. I’m behind you!”
Julius Reed stuffed Little Yellow Hair into the room and then turned to close the door.
“Paying back what’s owed is only right, isn’t it?”
He looked at Quella Radcliffe.
“Mhm.”
Quella Radcliffe nodded in agreement.
It was equivalent to selling their daughter.
