The entrance.

A burly man with a hulking frame and a full beard swaggered in, swinging his arms.

Just that look alone.

Could probably make a child cry at first sight.

Behind him, two rows of people followed.

Ten in a row, a total of about twenty people.

Each of these twenty people held something long, wrapped in newspapers, Dirk Carter could tell at a glance, they were probably machetes inside.

"Brother Yong's here."

Someone whispered quietly.

As expected, just as Dirk Carter had anticipated.

The brawny man at the forefront was none other than the infamous top boss of Kenton County, Declan Newhart.

As soon as Declan Newhart entered,

He saw the mess in the hall.

He also saw the lackeys rolling around on the ground.

The guy who was first hit with the ashtray staggered to his feet, ran to Declan Newhart's side, and whispered something, pointing at Dirk Carter.

Declan Newhart's veins bulged instantly.

However, instead of dealing with Dirk Carter first, he went over to Sister Lu and asked, "How are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Sister Lu shook her head and said.

Declan Newhart patted Sister Lu gently on the waist.

He said, "Alright, I'll handle this."

After speaking,

He pulled a chair and placed it in front of Dirk Carter.

Sat down.

Crossed his left leg over his right.

Lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and asked, "What's your name, little brother?"

"Carter."

Dirk Carter replied indifferently.

"Brother Carter, first time at The Tonight Club?"

"First time."

"Not a local?"

"No."

Don't underestimate these questions.

Declan Newhart didn't get to where he is today without some brains.

Seeing Dirk Carter's fearless demeanor, he had to probe a bit, after all, an ordinary lackey wouldn't dare cause such trouble.

Not a local, so there's nothing much to fear.

Declan Newhart snorted coldly, "Brother Carter came here to spend money, we at The Tonight Club are hospitable, yet here you are causing trouble, isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

Dirk Carter chuckled, "Since it's a business, the customer is king. I don't need to teach you that. If I'm not satisfied, can't I throw a tantrum?"

"What are you dissatisfied with, little brother?"

"I wanted her to spend the night with me, she refused. What? Afraid I can't pay?"

Dirk Carter pointed at Sister Lu behind Declan Newhart.

Declan Newhart clenched his fist and said, "That's my lady."

"Oh? She's your wife?"

Dirk Carter pretended to be surprised.

Then said, "You let your wife out to sell? Bold move, but no problem, when I sleep with her later, I'll take it easy for you."

"Outrageous!"

With a slap.

Declan Newhart finally exploded.

The lighter in his hand slammed heavily to the ground, bursting open.

Startling everyone else.

He suddenly stood up, pointed at Dirk Carter, and yelled, "Disrespectful brat, making trouble on my Declan Newhart's turf, if I don't tear your mouth today, I'm not Declan."

"No need, no need, Brother Newhart, you're too kind. Just because I slept with your wife doesn't make you my son. No need to change last names."

Dirk Carter waved his hand and said.

This was only adding fuel to the fire.

Declan Newhart extended his hand, just about to issue a command.

At that moment,

Dirk Carter suddenly stopped smiling as well.

Stood up slowly.

The teasing look in his eyes turned vicious.

"Declan Newhart, calm down. I advise you not to act rashly, or by tomorrow, there will be no place for you in Kenton County."

"Such big talk. I don't believe it. You're an outsider, what kind of waves do you think you can make? Brothers..."

Just when he was about to shout the last command,

Dirk Carter casually sat back down.

In the parking lot at The Tonight Club's entrance.

Countless car doors opened simultaneously.

Then, an uncountable number of people dressed in black streamed into the hall.

The first row blocked all the doors leading in and out of the hall, the second and third rows kept an eye on Declan Newhart's men, and the last dozen or so blocked The Tonight Club's main entrance.

Enclosing everyone in the hall.

Declan Newhart was stunned.

Not just him,

All the employees at The Tonight Club were stunned too.

Such a massive display.

They had never seen anything like it.

"For all the unrelated people, you have five minutes to leave here. If you get hurt later on, don't blame me."

Dirk Carter shouted forcefully from the sofa.

The patrons who had come to watch panicked and fled in fear when they heard this.

Very soon.

Less than five minutes later.

There were only two groups left in The Tonight Club's hall.

"Who exactly are you?"

Such an elaborate setup, it seemed well-planned in advance.

So this ploy tonight was premeditated too.

Declan Newhart, realizing the situation, grit his teeth and asked.

Dirk Carter shrugged and said, "I told you when I arrived, I'm just a customer. Since Boss Newhart was inhospitable, my brothers came to support me. Is there a problem with that?"

"Hmph, I don't care who you are. This is Kenton County, and in Kenton County, no one dares to mess with me, Declan Newhart!"

Facing a stronger opponent with fewer allies, Declan Newhart didn't flinch.

He still had the pride of being the top dog in Kenton County.

After speaking.

He subtly glanced at a lackey on the side.

The lackey immediately understood.

Nervously pulled out his phone.

But Dirk Carter caught him red-handed.

"Boss Newhart, are you calling the police or calling for help? Matters of the underworld should be settled there, don't you know the rules?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Being exposed, Declan Newhart's face turned red and he said, "I don't even know your background, how can you talk about underworld matters with me? Do you take me for a fool?"

"Oh? Boss Newhart wants to know my background, huh? Why didn't you just say so?"

After saying this,

Dirk Carter pulled out his phone, pressed a few buttons, and handed it to Declan Newhart.

Declan Newhart, half-believing, took the phone and put it to his ear, and a cheerful voice inside said, "Old Newhart, it's been a while."

Declan Newhart was startled.

As if trying to recall the voice.

Suddenly thought of someone and asked, "Caleb... Caleb Ford."

"Heh, Old Newhart still remembers me, not bad, not bad. I thought you might have forgotten your old buddy by now."

The speaker was indeed Caleb Ford.

Declan Newhart suddenly showed respect.

He said, "No, no, I'd never dare forget you, Ford."

Then, he glanced at Dirk Carter and asked, "This Carter... Brother Carter is Ford's man?"

"My brother, a life-and-death brother. He is me, I am him."

On the phone, Caleb Ford said.

Declan Newhart took a deep breath and said, "Ford, my business with you has always been like water in a well, never interfering. What do you mean by doing this?"

"Old Newhart, have you heard about the recent issue with Ah Bao in Eastgate County?"

Caleb Ford asked.

Declan Newhart hesitated and asked, "I've heard, but it has nothing to do with me."

"Do you know who Ah Bao offended?"

"Didn't he offend you?"

Declan Newhart asked.

Caleb Ford chuckled.

He said, "No, no, Ah Bao offended The Living King Of Hell in front of you. Take a trip to Eastgate County when you can; that guy now has incontinence, can't even take care of himself, right?"

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