The atmosphere around the table suddenly became strange. Brian, Vanessa, and Sophia all stared at Johnson in silence for several seconds.Then—"Hahahaha!"Brian suddenly burst into loud laughter, slapping the table repeatedly."Oh, my goodness!" He pointed at Johnson while trying to control himself. "Did you ask the waitress to put your meal on our bill?""Hahaha!""Or..." He pretended to think seriously. "Did you ask if you could wash plates after eating to pay for your food?" He looked around dramatically before snapping his fingers."Wait... does this restaurant have a special menu for broke people?"Several nearby diners turned to look at their table. Some smiled while others simply shook their heads. The waitress ignored Brian completely and continued toward the kitchen.Vanessa folded her arms and looked at Johnson seriously."Johnson, tell us the truth. What did you order? Is it a bottle of water?" Johnson only gave them a charming smile without answering.Vanessa clicked her

Johnson himself stood there stunned."This thing happened again?" He stared at the payment machine in disbelief. The same thing had happened earlier at the jewelry store after he helped Bethany's friend.Before he could ask the manager to try again, Brian suddenly burst into wild laughter."Hahaha! I knew it!" He slapped the table excitedly and pointed at Johnson."The card was rejected! What kind of card is that? Tell me, which bank in this city even issues black cards? I have lived here my whole life, and I have never seen any bank give out a black card." He shook his head mockingly."That card is fake. You are nothing but a fraud. You came here pretending to be rich, but deep down, you know you are just a beggar."Vanessa immediately joined in. "I knew something was wrong. I have never believed him for one second." She looked around at the other customers."Look at the clothes he is wearing. They are soaked with sweat. He came here dressed like someone who just finished jogging, ye

Mrs. Horton slowly struggled to her feet with Johnson's support. She dusted the dirt off her old clothes and forced a weak smile."My child, I am fine."Johnson looked around at the heartbreaking scene. Children were crying, women were desperately trying to gather their belongings, and elderly people were being pushed around like they meant nothing.His brows knitted together as he looked around. "What is happening here?"Mrs. Horton let out a deep sigh. "They are driving us out."Johnson frowned. "Driving you out? But why?"She pointed toward the three excavators. "They want to demolish everything."Johnson followed her finger. "Who wants to demolish your homes?""It is Steve Gibson's son," she replied. "He wants to build a luxurious casino and lounge here. He claims this entire land belongs to him now."Johnson's face darkened. "So, he simply ordered everyone to leave?"Mrs. Horton smiled bitterly. "Yes. He did not ask. He simply ordered us to leave."Johnson looked at her in confus

The entire slum fell into complete silence.Johnson stood calmly at the center of the circle as fifty armed thugs tightened their formation around him. Some gripped metal rods, others rested machetes on their shoulders, while a few spun heavy wooden clubs in their hands. To them, Johnson was already a dead man.One thug laughed loudly. "Boss Jerry is being too kind. Why give him ten minutes?"Another laughed. "I will take his left leg."A third pointed his machete at Johnson. "I want his right leg."Someone else grinned wickedly. "After we finish with him, he will beg us to kill him."The thugs burst into loud laughter.Abbaz folded his arms proudly, his swollen face still burning from Johnson's slaps. He pointed at Johnson and sneered, "Everyone should watch carefully. This is the last day this fool will ever see. He thought slapping me made him a hero, but in a few minutes, he will become a corpse."The slum dwellers lowered their heads. Many could not bear to watch. Some women quie

Boss Jerry stood completely frozen.His lips trembled uncontrollably, and his breathing became uneven. Every breath felt heavier than the last as he stared at Johnson without blinking. It was as though the man standing before him had suddenly transformed into someone he no longer recognized.His voice shook violently as he finally managed to speak."W-Who..."He swallowed hard before forcing out the rest of the question."...who exactly are you?"The entire slum fell into complete silence.The shouting stopped.The frightened whispers disappeared.Even the wind seemed to have gone still.Every pair of eyes was fixed on the unbelievable scene unfolding before them.The fifty armed thugs exchanged confused glances. They had followed Boss Jerry for years. They had watched him intimidate wealthy businessmen, politicians, and rival gang leaders without showing the slightest trace of fear.But today...For the very first time...Their fearless boss looked terrified.Abbaz slowly climbed to