"Really?" Moon Smith had long regretted doing this, but she had already fallen into it and had no resistance at all. She forced herself to do these things, and with her intelligence, she knew that this was a dead end. Now, hearing Peter Brown’s words, especially the strong aura in his tone, she looked at Peter and asked.
After asking, Moon sighed helplessly, "I know you want to help me, but you have no idea how powerful they are. They control both the underworld and officialdom in County Town. The fact that no police come here proves it. You don’t have that kind of power."
Peter Brown smiled slightly, "As long as Peter Brown wants to do something, there is nothing on this earth I cannot do. Stay out of this; I’ll take care of it."
With that said, Peter let Moon put on her clothes and went out, then asked a waiter: "Call your manager; I have something to discuss with them."
After glancing at Peter, the young man quickly left.
Soon after, the woman who received Eric Carter arrived.
When she set her eyes on Peter, she glanced at Moon, wearing a smile as sweet as venom: "Is there something about Iris’ service that is not up to your standards?"
"Can you handle this?" Peter asked.
"If you have anything to say, I can handle some matters."
"Alright, I want this girl. I heard that she borrowed two hundred thousand from you; I’ll give you three hundred thousand. From now on, she will not work here anymore." Peter didn’t want to escalate the situation since the other party had considerable power, and although he didn’t mind, Moon did.
After looking at Peter, the woman’s venomous gaze fell upon Moon, causing her to bury her head low, her body trembling slightly.
"We didn’t force Iris to do anything; it was her voluntary behavior, and we know nothing about any two hundred thousand," the woman quickly denied responsibility.
Looking at Moon, Peter smiled: "It seems I’ve found the wrong person. You’re not the one in charge; I shall directly find the one in charge to resolve this matter." As he spoke, he stood up.
"Huh, I didn’t expect you to come here looking for trouble. Look at where you are!"
The woman’s expression changed from a smile to a harsh tone: "You’re courting death!"
At this moment, several ferocious-looking youths rushed in, their eyes all focused on Peter Brown.
"Peter, don’t worry about me, just go!"
Moon, frightened, pleaded Peter to leave.
Peter smiled, his body flashed, and suddenly there were recurring noises as the thugs fell to the ground.
Looking at the woman, Peter said: "I know you have a lot of power, connections in both the underworld and officialdom. I’ll give you a chance to call them; I’ll wait here to settle this matter."
The woman looked at Peter with concern and fled with a brisk trot.
Peter sat down again.
"Peter, why aren’t you leaving!"
Moon stomped anxiously.
Peter laughed: "Sit next to me; I’ll help you solve this problem. If it’s not solved today, you’ll be trapped in it for the rest of your life!"
Moon wanted to say something but sighed and sat down, "I’ve had enough, just do whatever you want."
Soon, more thugs rushed in, bringing a large number of weapons.
Head_Wei, a young man, glared at Peter and said: "I haven’t seen anyone come to make trouble in a long time. Excellent! Today, I want to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth. Attack! Maim him!"
At his command, the thugs charged at Peter with their weapons.
Peter slapped the table, and a plate of melon seeds flew up, hurtling toward the attackers.
The attackers were quick to fall, each of them taken down by seeds, including the young man.
Peter laughed: "If you have any more tricks, use them."
At this moment, a middle-aged man entered, laughing and clapping, "I never expected Eric to have such a friend. My apologies for the disrespect. However, even with your excellent skills, I doubt you can stop bullets." As he spoke, he took out a handgun.
Peter’s gaze sharpened unexpectedly since he didn’t think they would even use guns. He reached out and released a defense talisman to protect Moon.
As a Golden Core Stage expert, Peter was not concerned about these bullets.
"Aren’t you afraid of being caught while using guns?" Peter asked indifferently.
The middle-aged man laughed, "No one in this area dares to catch me. On the other hand, you’ve been smashing things around here; I believe the police will arrive soon, and they will arrest you."
Peter laughed: "I still stand by my offer: She borrowed two hundred thousand, I’ll repay three hundred thousand. If you leave her alone after receiving the money, then it’s resolved; otherwise, the consequences will be dire."
"Haha, I find you amusing, so calm in the face of guns. I won’t kill you today, just maim you. I want to see what kind of background you have." As he spoke, the middle-aged man shot at Peter.
The silenced gunshot wasn’t loud; a bullet flew towards Peter’s right hand.
The bullet did not hit Peter; instead, he reached out and caught it, flicking it into the gun’s barrel where its tremendous force caused the gun to explode, spraying the middle-aged man’s blood all over.
Shrieking in pain, the middle-aged man ordered his men to open fire on Peter.
At this point, Peter blocked the incoming bullets sending them back, their screams echoing relentlessly before they all collapsed to the ground.
Peter made his move, appearing before the middle-aged man and pressing on his forehead. As Soul Searching Technique began, Peter delved into a wealth of information.
After looking at the fallen people, Peter said to Moon, "Follow me. I’ll settle this for you once and for all."