Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
Chapter 1391

Surprised, Fade stepped forward in front of Westbrook, his eyes cold and condescending. He said in a deep voice, "Do you know how to choose now?"

Westbrook's face turned pale. There was blood on the corners of his mouth. With his eyes flashing, he gritted his teeth and said, "This is Capital City. My Westbrook Studio has taken root in Capital City for more than 20 years, and I have countless contacts. If you dare touch me, they will not let you go."

Westbrook's daughter, Sammy, who was standing by his side, said, "I'm very close with Young Master Yang. His brother is a member of the Martial Arts League. If you dare to hurt us, Master Yang will not forgive you."

Fade was visibly surprised when they mentioned the Martial Arts League.

As she watched them quietly by the side, Jasmine glanced at Sammy and finally understood why she and Westbrook would distort the truth and turn against her rather than punish Thomson at that time. Clearly, this was the main reason. Thomson's older brother was a member of the Martial Arts League, and his strength was impressive. Although the Westbrook Studio had been in the Capital City for many years and had many contacts, it could only be regarded as an average studio. They were still not qualified to associate with wealthy and powerful families.

So, when Thomson appeared in Westbrook Studio, Sammy and her father grabbed the opportunity to catch the big fish.

Because of that, even when Thomson harassed Jasmine, they sided with him without hesitation.

When the father and daughter duo saw that Fade and Jasmine did nothing, they thought their display had frightened them. With their proud faces turned up to Fade and Jasmine's, they continued to threaten them.

"If you know what's good for you, kneel down and apologize now. Maybe we can forgive you this time."

"I'll call Young Master Yang right now! Once he gives his orders, you'll be dead meat."

After hearing their words, Fade came back to his senses. His face darkened. "How dare you still threaten me!" he said coldly.

"Crack!"

Immediately, Fade stomped his foot without hesitation, and Westbrook let out a horrible scream. His right arm was broken instantly, and his whole body spasmed in pain.

"You, how dare you-" Westbrook writhed in agony.

"Dad! How dare you hurt my father. I will inform Young Master Yang, I will Sammy was frightened. Panicking, she pulled out her cell phone with her trembling hands and dialled a number.

Fade didn't stop her. He stomped his foot again, and another piercing scream filled the air. This time, Westbrook's left arm was also broken.

The once formidable owner of the Westbrook Studio was lying in front of Fade like a dead dog, barely breathing.

Although there were many disciples of the studio on the scene, they dared not start a fight with Fade as he had unmatched strength. Instead, they retreated farther and farther, as if wishing they could turn around and run away.

While Fade was teaching Westbrook a lesson, Sammy had called Thomson. She quickly told him about what happened in the studio and shouted, "Young Master Yang, you must come to save us! My father was seriously wounded by that guy. I want to..."

However, Thomson, who was on the other end of the phone, seemed a little impatient. He replied coldly, "I haven't even recovered from my injuries yesterday, so how can I help you out? Besides, doesn't your family run a martial arts studio? What kind of martial arts training is that if you can't even deal with a kid?"

"Young Master Yang, no, I..." Sammy was still attempting to convince him. However, this time, Fade waved his hand and snatched the phone away from her.

Fade held the phone to his ear, and said indifferently, "You're Thomson, right? Wait for me, I'll come find you soon."

Thomson was stunned silent for a while. Then he shouted, "Who are you? You're trying to scare me by playing tricks with me. Let me tell you, I've never been scared by anyone in the past twentyplus years." "I am Jasmine's friend. You bullied her yesterday, and now I will return to you tenfold of what you did to her," Fade replied.

"Jasmine!" Thomson paused when he mentioned her name, then howled, "Hey, you have the guts to threaten me! Kid, I'm telling you, if you want to take revenge, then come and do it. I have never been afraid of anyone in Capital City." "By the way, tell Jasmine that I'll get her into my bed sooner or later, and I'll have a good time playing with her!" Thomson roared with laughter.

Fade's expression turned cold when he heard Thomson's laugh over the phone. "You will pay for what you said," he seethed under her breath.

"Ha! Make me pay? I'm looking forward to it, I'll be waiting for your arrival!" Thomson laughed nonchalantly and immediately hung up the phone.

There was a distant look in Fade's eyes. He crushed the cell phone with his right hand, pulled out his own cell phone and called Pablo. "Did you find out their whereabouts?" he asked.

Meanwhile, back in Dragonville, Pablo was working in Fei Enterprises Holdings Inc. He was swiftly typing on his computer and there was an audible click when he hit the Enter key. "Okay, it's done. President Chen, they are located in a club named 'Night Rose Club' in the north of Capital City. I will send the detailed address to your mobile phone," he reported as he successfully located the place. Pablo was a technician who once attempted to commit suicide but was rescued by Fade.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work." Fade received the location shortly after he hung up the phone.

He turned around and waved at Jasmine. "Let's go

pay Thomson a visit."

As both of them stepped out of the studio, the onlookers at the entrance immediately made way forthem.

Behind them, the members of Westbrook Studio let out sighs of relief when they left. They were secretly grateful that they had survived. Westbrook and his daughter stared at them as they left, their eyes filled with hatred. Gritting his teeth, Westbrook spat, "Fade, I will make you pay."

Just as the father and daughter duo were about to say something.

A cold voice rang behind them, "If you are still thinking about taking revenge on Mr. Chen, then you're just trying to get yourself killed."

The two of them turned their heads in shock as they heard the words, and were stupefied when they saw a figure in a black robe in front of them.

The figure moved like a ghost. It appeared soundlessly in front of them such that they didn't realize his presence at all.

"Who are you? What are you going to do to us?" the two of them asked, looking surprised.

The dark figure chuckled, "My name is Black Lord, and I am Mr. Chen's subordinate. Mr. Chen told me that there is no place for your Westbrook Studio in the Capital City now."

As soon as he finished his words, a suffocating gas burst out from the dark figure and shrouded the entire Westbrook Studio, disabling all the members in the studio. Everyone was unable to move.

Terrified by the sight, Westbrook's lips trembled, and his face filled with horror. "This, this is a method of coercion mastered by an expert in the Earth Realm. Who, who are you, Fade? Who are you, really?" Sprawling on the ground, his voice wavered.

"It will be impossible for you to find out Mr. Chen's identity!" The dark figure sneered and continued to suppress him with his imposing manner.