The Mighty Fighter Is Back

"Mom, why do you hit him again?" Catherine said in a deep voice.

She watched worriedly the imprint of a hand on Richard's face.

"Am I wrong? He could have asked for favors at the beginning. But now he makes such a mess. How can we deal with it? So many people are watching us." Jane said angrily. Eddy sighed, "Richard, you'd better deal with this matter. I can't handle it."

There were too many people out there, who looked vicious. Eddy was frightened and afraid to go out.

"All right, I'll handle it right away," Richard nodded, without more explanation.

He turned around and walked outside.

Taking out his phone, he was going to ask Robert to handle such a small matter.

'For him, things like this were just little troubles.'

'They were no more than a group of villains. There was no need for him to step in to resolve. He should call Robert, the master of Evento to cope with.'

Boom! Boom!

Just then, suddenly, outside came a roar!

There were countless armored fighting vehicles and murderous armies armed with weapons.

Charles, the General, with his army, arrived.

Frowning, Richard opened the door and walked in, watching from the balcony.

Eddy, seeing what happened, shrank back and was frighteningly pale. He said, in a trembling voice, "Richard, you'd better ask Kurt for help. Things get worse." 'Those villains were easy to deal with. Even if they made bigger trouble, he could handle it.'

'But now what he faced was the armored fighting vehicles.'

'This stood for the arrival of an important person. If the person was against them, their family would be doomed.'

Frightened, Catherine looked downstairs at so many armored vehicles and soldiers. 'How does this happen?'

Jane felt the cold sweat running from his forehead. "What can we do? We are dead meat! Richard, it's your fault. Bastard, you kill us all!"

Maria looked at so many soldiers. Her beautiful big eyes also appeared fearful. Her small hand was held by Richard, saying "Daddy, are they coming to catch us?" Richard picked up her, laughing, "Of course not, they come to catch the bad guys. We are not the bad guys."

He comforted his little girl, but apart from him, the rest were scared and anxious.

Downstairs, Charles walked out.

His expression changed when he saw the villains in front of the Lord's house.

The next second he burst into anger.

Especially when he saw someone dared to throw bricks at the house of the Lord, he was even more irritated and wanted to kill all those bastards.

Murderous, Charles stared at the group of gangsters, with his cold eyes.

This group of gangsters would not hurt the Lord, but if they hurt the Lord's family, he would also think he was in breach of duty.

Thinking of this, his eyes were colder and more and more murderous.

When the Smith family found it was Charles, they tuned happy, excited, and exhilarated with their clenched fists.

"It really is Charles?!"

"The Miller family is really amazing. Charles, such a big man, comes for them."

"The bastard, Richard is in hell! If he hadn't messed up, we would have married the Miller family!"

"By the way, won't this one be the one that Richard asked someone to pretend again?"

"Certainly not! Lord Miller himself said so. It can't be fake."

"It must be true. I've seen the epaulets on his shoulder. They are for the General level. It must be true."

When the army berthed, Oliver and others rushed to meet Charles, respectfully.

Charles heard their words. His eyes were cold. He said, word by word, "So, is it you and the Miller family who find these people?"

Oliver nodded in haste, kneeling to ask, "General Charles, please help us!"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐