Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 236:

Chapter 236: Chapter 235: Tripped by Oneself_1

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“Softshell turtle grandkid?”

Upon hearing Pierce Ridge’s nickname for him, his face instantly darkened, “Buddy, which gang are you from?”

“Ha! Really impressive!”

Pierce Ridge sized up the group of men, speaking with disdain, “You guys are something, trying to squeeze money out of my old man! Say my name and

you’ll probably pee your pants in fright!”

His boss was Uriah Cook, the big shot of Gonzalez City’s North District.

Having followed Aron Jackson for a while, his position was rather high. Previously, the area was under the control of the Three Blade Group, but recently, for some unknown reason, the group had collectively pulled out, and many of the bars and entertainment venues had been rapidly snapped up by Aron Jackson.

And with Uriah Cook, Pierce Ridge’s fortunes soared as well.

“Ha-ha! Guys, I haven’t wet my pants since I was ten years old! Anyone want to see that today?”

The man, as if hearing some funny joke, laughed loudly with the others around him.

“Boss, we all really want to see you pee just once, but let’s see if this young brother here gives us the chance!”

“Exactly! I want to follow the boss’s lead and wet my pants too. Heizi, go to the supermarket and get some adult diapers for me and the boss!”

They laughed unapologetically, not taking Pierce Ridge seriously at all. “Damn! You truly won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin!”

Pierce Ridge’s expression darkened and he became extremely irritated.

Usually, everyone called him Brother Zhao, but today, right in front of his own father, he found himself being mocked by a bunch of guys!

“You all better behave! Do you know who our boss is? Pierce Ridge! North District’s Pierce Ridge!”

One of Pierce Ridge’s men came forward, saying arrogantly.

In the North District, many had heard the name Pierce Ridge.

Uriah Cook had stayed behind the scenes, so many of the face-to-face dealings, including the entertainment venues, involved Pierce Ridge.

Perhaps the average citizen didn’t know, but those involved in the underworld, especially those from the North District, would definitely have heard of the infamous Pierce Ridge!

“What! You are Pierce Ridge?”

The man showed obvious surprise upon hearing Pierce Ridge’s name.

“The Brother Zhao from the north of the city?”

“That’s right! Now you know who I am, don’t you?”

Seeing the man’s expression, Pierce Ridge felt a burst of pride inside, “I already told you not to pee your pants! In the North District, you dare oppose me?”

“Son, these bastards were being so arrogant just now! You have no idea, they even wanted to go to the mahjong parlor and say that I owe money, and they planned to throw paint on our house door!”

Hendrix Ridge, noticing the other’s demeanor, also knew that his son was someone formidable. He straightened his back and the look in his eyes towards Knox Ridge also carried a hint of boastfulness.

It’s as if he was saying, look at my son, isn’t he formidable?

“Ha! The nerve, planning to throw paint on my front door?”

Hearing his father’s complaint, Pierce Ridge’s face darkened somewhat, “Guys, what do you say we do with this?”

“Let’s teach them a lesson! Make them pay!”

“Exactly, they want money from our boss’s old man? They must have a death wish!”

“Let’s handle it!”

The men immediately moved in, surrounding the troublemakers who had come looking for a fight.

“Now that you know I’m Pierce Ridge, any thoughts on that?”

Pierce Ridge asked from a position of victory, wearing a highly smug expression.

In contrast, the once overly arrogant hooligans now appeared fearful.

“What do you expect me to see! What were you thinking when you came here to collect a debt? Didn’t you say you wanted to pee your pants? Come on, show me how you pee, and if I’m satisfied, maybe I’ll let you go!”

Pierce Ridge laughed loudly, not concealing his arrogance at all. The group exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.

“Laughing at what!”

Pierce Ridge frowned, slightly confused.

Those people were clearly scared stiff by him just moments ago, how could they still laugh now?

Such a huge contrast… could it be they were scared silly?

But they couldn’t all have gone silly, could they?

“North District’s Pierce Ridge? Your boss is Uriah Cook, right?” The man asked, while taking out a cigarette from his pocket.

Behind him, an associate immediately lit it for him.

“You really think I’m scared of you? I was just messing with you!”

“Fuck! Are you playing me?”

Pierce Ridge’s face changed dramatically as he instantly realized what was happening.

Wasn’t this just making a monkey out of him?

“Call your boss Uriah Cook, and tell him we’re here to collect money on behalf of Mr. Reed, Julius Reed. Ask him to come over and apologize in person!”

The punk took a drag of his cigarette and said through the smoke, “And by the way, give him my name, Tuna.”

“Tuna… Tuna?”

At the mention of the name, Pierce Ridge visibly shuddered.

“Tuna?”

The color drained from the faces of his men as well.

“You are… one of the five tiger generals of Aron Jackson’s staff, Tuna?” Pierce Ridge swallowed hard, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Tuna’s reputation was already well known to them.

As one of the earliest veterans who had fought alongside Aron Jackson, Tuna typically kept a low profile, but whenever there was a serious incident, Tuna was always at the forefront, regarded as one of Jackson’s most trusted men alongside Dominating Tiger.

In front of Tuna, Uriah Cook had no choice but to bow and scrape! “Make the call, and you might still have a chance!”

Tuna took another puff of his cigarette, speaking indifferently.

“Tuna? Why don’t you just say you’re Patrick Star?”

Knox Ridge scoffed upon hearing the name.

She wasn’t from the criminal underworld, so naturally she didn’t recognize Tuna’s notoriety. Plus, given how imposing Pierce Ridge had been just moments ago, she assumed the other party was just bluffing.

“Let me tell you, apologize to me nicely, and we might still talk. Otherwise, don’t blame my nephew for dealing with you!”

Knox Ridge returned to her domineering and unyielding demeanor, her tone laced with provocation.

“Aunt!”

Pierce Ridge quickly moved her behind him.

“What are you doing! Pierce, take this son of a bitch down for me! Beat them up real bad. Daring to come to the Ridge Family’s doorstep to ask for money, they must be out of their minds!”

Now that she finally had someone to vent her anger on, why would Knox Ridge let it go? “Oh? Is that so!”

Tuna flicked his cigarette butt away, casually snuffed it out, and then walked toward Knox Ridge.

“Boss, my aunt she…”

“Out of the way!”

Tuna pushed Pierce Ridge aside and walked straight up to Knox Ridge.

“What are you going to do! Hit me? Ouch! Try touching me and see, I’ll go to the hospital right now and make you go bankrupt!” Knox Ridge was back to acting like a shrew.

Slap!

Tuna slapped her across the face, sending her tumbling to the ground.

“Auntie, how come you fell over by yourself?”

“You… you dare hit me!”

Disbelief was written all over Knox Ridge’s face. “Pierce, beat him up for me!”

But Pierce Ridge didn’t have the guts. If the man really was Tuna, Pierce wouldn’t be able to extricate himself from today’s events!

“Really? I hit you? Clearly, you tripped by yourself. Everyone here saw that, right?”

Tuna turned around, looking at the punks around him.

“Right! We all saw it. This old lady must be blind, tripping over nothing on the ground!”

“Blind, maybe?”

“Falls by herself and tries to accuse others? Utterly shameless!”

Everyone chimed in, one after another, criticizing Knox Ridge’s behavior of trying to frame others.