My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence - Chapter 197

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When Johnson heard Clarence say that, he was very cooperative.

He waved his hand and yelled, “Boys, surround them!”

More than a hundred people appeared to surround Tom and his uncle.

Johnson had brought more than a hundred men with him today, so he was currently winning when it came to numbers.

Peony looked at Clarence nervously. “Clarence, what are you doing? Are you going to use violence in broad daylight? I’m telling you, Tom and his uncle are from a big family in Gold City. You can’t afford to offend them.

“Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you know some people?”

Peony put her hand on her hip and pointed at Clarence. “I suggest you stop this and apologize to Tom and his uncle. If not, it’ll soon be too late for you to regret this.”

The middle-aged man’s expression did not change. He merely scoffed. “Who is this? Is this the local tyrant of Mediterranean City? How prestigious.”

Johnson was proud of himself. “Yes, I am pretty prestigious. If Clarence says he wants you to regret this, then I, Old Golding, will make you regret this.”

“Do you think you’re powerful just because you have more people?” the middle-aged man asked, laughing.

Johnson pressed his lips together. “Yes, indeed.”

“Oh yeah?”

The middle-aged man scoffed. He looked confident that he was going to win. “Do you have the balls to let me make a call? I’ll get ten times the people you have here now.”

“Okay, go on. I’ll wait.” Clarence pulled a chair over and sat down carefreely.

“Okay, don’t cry when they get here.”

The middle-aged man took out his phone and made one call after another.

“Mr. Hull, I’ve run into some trouble here. Get me some people.

“Mr. Payne, I’m in Peace Restaurant and someone is causing trouble for my family. They said they’d make me regret today. What do you think I should do?

“Master Frohn, I ran into some trouble. I’m in Peace Restaurant…

“Mr. Ray, I’m in Peace Restaurant…”

The middle-aged man made about seven or eight phone calls. After he finished making all those calls, he sat down slowly.

Half an hour later, there was a commotion outside Peace Restaurant. Over ten cars stopped, filling up the parking lots.

Seven or eight men walked at the front of the crowd, about a thousand people behind them. They all walked into Peace Restaurant at the same time.

The customers who were eating in the hall all stood up nervously. They did not dare to eat anymore.

The middle-aged man walked forward and greeted, “Mr. Hull, Mr. Payne, Master Frohn, Mr. Ray, sorry for the trouble.”

Mr. Hull laughed. “It’s fine. How could I let the people from Mediterranean City bully you during your visit here? I, Jon Hull, will be the first to stand up for you.”

Mr. Payne looked as if he was instructing everyone on what to do. “Ken, who’s so blind as to cause trouble for the Cox family of Gold City?”

“They even said they’d make the Cox family regret today.” The middle-aged man, Ken Cox, beamed a false smile and pointed at Johnson and Clarence.

“Johnson Golding, is that you?” Master Frohn immediately recognized Johnson.

Mr. Ray scoffed. “I was wondering who it was. It seems like it’s just Johnson Golding.”

“Do you know him?” Ken laughed.

Mr. Ray tutted. “Of course I do. That man was just a thug and he made his money from being a loan shark. He worked hard for decades, so his assets have just passed the ten-billion-dollar mark.

“However, he’s nothing in Mediterranean City. Who’d side with him?”

Mr. Ray patted his chest and promised, “Don’t worry, Ken. Not only will you not regret anything today, but you might even make them the ones with regrets.”

Ken laughed. “Thank you all, then.”

“Jon Hull, Anthony Payne, Ben Frohn, and Liam Ray.”

Johnson’s face changed when he looked at the four of them.

Clarence asked faintly, “Who are they?”

Johnson smiled bitterly. “Clarence, they have people from the Wright family. They also have people from the Larson family and Hayes family. They’re from the three big clans of Mediterranean City, so I can’t defeat them. I’m sorry, but I have nothing.”

Clarence patted Johnson’s shoulder. “I know. You did your best. The weak can’t win against the strong. It’s to be expected.”

Ken looked at Clarence thoughtfully. He had a look of derision on his face. “Now you’re realizing that the weak can’t win against the strong? Isn’t it already too late? Didn’t you say that you’re more powerful just because you have more people? Let me tell you now that my people outnumber yours ten to one.

“Hmm? Tell me, then, what can you do to me?”

Clarence got up. “You called people over, so I guess it’s my time to call my people now, yeah?”

“Hahaha!”

Ken guffawed, and he almost cried from how hard he was laughing. “You’re calling more people? Alright, go on. I’ll wait.”

Tom took a step forward. He put on some airs as he looked at Clarence. “Are you seeing this, kid? I already told you that I smashed your car, but I won’t be paying for it.”

He was even more arrogant now.

Clarence did not dilly-dally. He took out his phone and made a few calls to explain what was happening at the scene.

After about 20 minutes, a loud rumble came from outside Peace Restaurant. It sounded like excavators and steamrollers.

Then, they heard the sound of smashing.

A subordinate ran inside the restaurant, drenched in sweat. He stammered, struggled to form words, “Mr. Ray, b-bad news!”

“What’s wrong? Why do you look so flustered?” Liam scolded.

The subordinate’s face was red. “There are so many excavators and steamrollers out there. They said our cars were in the way, so they smashed them and towed them away!”

“What?” Liam’s expression instantly changed.

“F*ck! My sports car!” Master Frohn cursed and ran out of the restaurant.

The rest followed him.

Once they got out of the restaurant, they were stunned. There were more than a hundred excavators and steamrollers in front of them.

Liam and Master Frohn’s cars were all smashed up and were being towed away.

Then, more than a thousand cars drove over, causing massive congestion in front of Peace Restaurant and the road outside it.

Countless people got out of the cars, all moving quickly.

A rough estimation said that there were about ten thousand people.

The passers-by stopped in their tracks as they watched the scene. Their jaws dropped and their eyes widened. It was as stunning as a movie scene.

When Peony and Miranda saw this, they were baffled.

Julian was the first one to step forward. “I am Julian Wright, vice president of the Martial Arts Association of Mediterranean City. Who dares to bully my sworn brother?”

Kate got out of the car and led the Reeds forward. “Kate Reed from the Reed family. I came here on behalf of Roger Reed, president of the Martial Arts Association of Mediterranean City. Who’s causing trouble for the Reed family?”

Jeremy pushed open the door of the Rolls Royce and got out. “Damn, I heard you’re causing trouble for my Brother Howard, Liam Ray. Have you gotten too f*cking tired of living?”

Liam was so scared his knees went weak. “What? Brother H-Howard?”

Chip walked forward and scanned Anthony nonchalantly. “Mr. Payne, you’re really something else, huh? Master Howard saved my daughter, and I call him my family’s savior. Anyone under the Larson clan has to treat him like a VIP. Now, you’re trying to bully him. How do you plan to explain this?”

Anthony almost burst into tears out of fear. He knelt on the ground with a loud thud. He showed no signs of getting up anytime soon. “Mr. Larson, I… I had no idea.”

He was so remorseful.

He thought he had just been helping a friend out, but who could have guessed that he had actually provoked someone so powerful?

Even though Anthony and the gang had never met Clarence before, it was now obvious who he was. One could tell, even if they thought with their toes.

This young man was Master Howard, who had been making a huge stir in Mediterranean City over the past few days.

Clarence stood at the entrance of Peace Restaurant and turned back to look at Ken. “Now, I think my people outnumber yours ten to one.. Tell me, do you regret what you did today?”