The Secretly Rich Man

Chapter 886

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 886 The young man took off his peaked cap before placing it aside. After that, he flicked his burningcigarette butt out of the restaurant.

As soon as he took off his cap, everyone inside the restaurant could clearly see that despite his skinnyphysique, he gave people an intimidating aura, and also how handsome and delicate his face was.

When the woman heard this, she started acting more anxiously.

“You must be blind! This is a genuine product! No way in hell will a person like you be able todistinguish between a genuine and a fake product! Why don’t you admit that you guys aren’t going tocompensate me! Looks like I’ll have to teach you a lesson today lest you forget how powerful I am!”

The woman glanced at Bertold as she motioned for him to go ahead.

Bertold and his men started advancing on the young man.

“Alright, that’s enough. I know that all of you are great people. However, it’s really a knock-off! Whywould I possibly lie to you?”

As he spoke, the young man grabbed the woman’s dress and tore it open.

“Ahhh!”

The woman started screaming out loud again.

“Take a look if you believe me. An authentic Hermes product is made out of raw materials that aretreated with special care. But look at your dress. It is clearly made out of industrial cotton. You musthave bought a counterfeit good somewhere, right? It costs three hundred and ten dollars at most!”novelbin

The young man said.

The woman wanted to scream into his ears.

However, she was stunned when she heard this.

Bertold, who was about to close in on him, was also stunned.

The both of them exchanged glances with one another.

This was because everything that the young man had said was right. This was indeed a counterfeitproduct that they had bought for three hundred and eight dollars at a discount sale.

“So, we can only compensate you three hundred and ten dollars at most!”

The young man said with a triumphant smile.

“Aunt Maria, bring three hundred and ten dollars here!”

“Aye!”

Maria nodded.

The young man handed the money over to Bertold.

Bertold felt embarrassed for being publicly humiliated by this young man in front of so many pairs ofeyes. What ticked him off was the fact that he even took the opportunity to tear apart the dress of hiswoman.

How dare he point out so loudly that his woman was wearing a cheap knock-off dress!

If he were to leave without doing anything, then he, Bertold, would rather just be dead!

“Okay, young man. You have a good eye, I gotta give you that. However, even if it really was a knock-off, why did you have to tear my woman’s dress apart? I’ll turn you into a darned cripple for doing that!”

Bertold was fuming from the ears.

Without warning, he sent his fist straight into the young man’s face.

Boom!

There was a sound.

The young man grabbed hold of Bertold’s fist directly.

And then, he tightened his grip on the fist.

“Ouch! That hurts! Let go of my fist damn it!”

Bertold yelled out in pain.

He was shocked.

He could easily lift this man off the ground but how could he possibly exert so much strength using hisfingers alone?

“You want to fight? Then you should have just said so!”

The young man replied with a subtle smile.

After shaking his wrist slightly, Bertold’s arms started clicking and bending upwards at a bizarre angle.

After that, the young man gave Bertold a slight kick and he was flipped onto his back effortlessly.

“Ouch! My arm!”

Bertold yelped in pain.

His subordinates were all dumbfounded.

Hearing all the painful cracks when the young man was grappling Bertold’sfist made them realize howpowerful this seemingly harmless man was.

Seeing how Bertold’s body moved, they knew instantly that his arm had become dislocated.

None of them dared to move a muscle.

“It’s okay. It will not hurt anymore after a while!”

The young man said as he squatted next to the big guy.

Bertold, who was yelling incessantly, looked at his horribly deformed arm before realizing that he wasn’tfeeling any pain anymore.

However, the awkward position his arm was bent into looked really frightening.

At the same time, he saw the young man smiling indifferently at him. Chills crept up his spine when hestarted realizing how creepy the man’s smile appeared.

He started sweating profusely as he said, “You…what are you going to do to me?”

The young man smiled as he patted Bertold’s shoulder. “Bertold, with so many customers around,there’s nothing I can do to you. Weren’t you asking for compensation? Come! Why don’t we stepoutside and talk about it?”