The Super Son-in-law

Chapter 35 The Miserable Hamlin

Hamlin suddenly felt that his chance to shine had come!

So he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Who do you guys work for?"

The scar-faced man sneered, "Who the hell are you? Why should I tell you?"

Hamlin snorted and said, "I'll call the director of the development zone right now to ask!"

The scar-faced man looked at him warily and probed, "You know the director of the development zone?"

"Of course!"

The scar-faced man frowned and said, "Fine. If you can find someone with influence to intervene, I'll never come to this shop again.

But if you can't, you know what happens next."

Rosalie said nervously, "Hamlin, please help us contact him—please!"

Hamlin smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I'm calling the development zone director right away!"

Th Delaney Group also had projects in the development zone, which were overseen by Hamlin's father.

Thus, the development zone director had frequent contact with his father and was acquainted with Hamlin.

Hamlin immediately dialed the number, deliberately raising his voice as he said, "Director, why are there gangsters extorting protection money in the development zone?

They've even come to my classmate's shop!"

The other side paused and asked, "Hamlin, what's going on?"

Hamlin said, "A friend's restaurant is opening, and they're being harassed for protection money. I was hoping Uncle Lee could help."

The man paused thoughtfully for a moment and replied with evident hesitation,

"Sorry, Hamlin. That's not within my jurisdiction.

I'm in a meeting right now. Gotta go."

Before Hamlin could respond, the line went dead.

Hamlin stood there, stunned.

What just happened?

Wasn't Director Li always currying favor with his father, hoping to attract more investments from Delaney Group?

Why was he refusing to give him any face now?

What Hamlin didn't know was that news of his father's dismissal from Delaney Group had already spread through the entire leadership circle of Plath City!

Confused by the sudden cold shoulder, Hamlin was furious.

With all his classmates watching, he gritted his teeth and decided to try another contact.

He called the second-in-command of the development zone, who also had a good relationship with his father.

As soon as the call connected, Hamlin rushed to say, "Mr. Tate, it's me, Hamlin.

I have a problem in the development zone." He quickly explained the situation.

The other side awkwardly replied, "Hamlin, those guys work for Damon, and Damon works for Mogos. You'd better stay out of this."

Hamlin asked, "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

The man said, "You should know Mogos' status around here."

Hamlin began to panic. "Mr. Tate, please put in a good word for us with them."

The other party said, "Sorry."

Hamlin snapped, "Mr. Tate, I remember you were hoping Delaney Group would donate a batch of supplies to you? Do you still want them or not?"

The man didn't bother with polite pretenses anymore and said coldly, "Hamlin, haven't you heard? Your father has been fired by Delaney Group."

"Fired? When did this happen?"

"Half an hour ago!" the man said, adding, "Get your facts straight before you call again." With that, he hung up.

The scar-faced man sneered at Hamlin's stunned expression.

Before Hamlin could speak, the scar-faced man slapped him hard across the face.

The blow sent Hamlin staggering, knocking over chairs and tables!

The entire room gasped in shock.

Everyone turned pale, but no one dared to step forward to stop the scar-faced man.

"How dare you hit me?!" Hamlin covered his face, his pale cheeks flushed with fury.

"What if I did?" The scar-faced man laughed darkly, then kicked Hamlin in the stomach, sending him crashing to the floor.

He then lunged forward and began raining punches and kicks on him.

Hamlin screamed in pain, but at that moment, no one could help him.

In no time, he was beaten into a bloody mess, his face swollen and unrecognizable, covered in blood—a horrifying sight.

Hamlin was so terrified by the beating that he wept and begged, "Big brother, I was wrong! Please stop hitting me!"

"Wrong?" The scar-faced man sneered. "Do you think saying 'I'm wrong' is enough?"

"You tried to show off in front of me. If I don't beat you half to death, how will I ever command respect?"

With that, he gestured to the others and snapped, "Fuck, beat him harder!"

The group immediately rushed forward, raining punches and kicks on Hamlin.

Some even smashed him with baseball bats, turning the scene into a horrific spectacle.

Just as Hamlin was nearly beaten unconscious, the scar-faced man walked up to Norris and threatened coldly,

"Your friend tried to provoke me. The original 20% share? Now it's 40%. If you refuse, you'll end up just like him!"

Norris was terrified, but giving up 40% of the dry shares would mean he was essentially working for these gangsters.

Summoning his courage, he said, "If you want 40%, you might as well kill me!"

The scar-faced man frowned and hissed, "Fine! I'll grant your wish!"

He immediately pulled out a gleaming knife from his pocket.

Everyone froze in horror, and the female classmates even screamed.

Just as the scar-faced man was about to attack Norris, Allen shouted, "Put down the knife!"

The scar-faced man turned around, cursing, "Who the hell wants to die next?"

When he turned his head, he saw Allen. His eyes were first filled with confusion, then turned into deep horror.

He knelt down with a thud!

Before anyone could react, the scar-faced man had already thrown away his dagger and began slapping himself hard with both hands.

He repented, "I'm sorry, Mr. Allen!

I didn't see you here!"

Allen was slightly taken aback. Looking at the scar-faced man, he asked, "Do you know me?"

The scar-faced man nodded vigorously and said, "Mr. Allen, I'm one of Damon's men.

I saw you at Arc de Triomphe Western Restaurant..."

Allen suddenly realized. So that's how it was.

That day at the Arc de Triomphe Western Restaurant, it was Mogos' subordinate named Damon. This man was Damon's underling.

No wonder he was so terrified to see himself.

Even Mogos would tremble in fear when seeing him, let alone the subordinate of Mogos' subordinate...

The classmates in the class were all stunned! Rosalie was also so shocked that she felt like she was in a dream.

Everyone couldn't understand why a fierce gang leader,

a scar-faced man who dared to hit even Hamlin, would kneel to Allen, the son-in-law who married into their family!

And why did he show such fear of Allen?

Mia was also dumbfounded and asked Allen, "What's going on? Do you know him?"

Afraid that she might misunderstand his connection with the gangsters, Allen quickly said, "I don't know him!"

Seeing this, the scar-faced man also hurriedly said, "We don't know each other! I don't know Mr. Allen, and Mr. Allen doesn't know me.

I've just always heard of Mr. Allen's great name and felt admiration in my heart..."

What a flattery... Admiration for Allen?

Everyone couldn't accept this reality; it was truly too surreal!

The scar-faced man quickly said to Norris, "You're Mr. Allen's friend.

From now on, I'll protect your restaurant. I won't charge you a single cent for protection fees!

No matter what happens, I'll help you settle it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room was astonished!

Rosalie was so overjoyed that she almost cried.

The contrast between this situation and the previous one was too intense!

Because of Allen's favor, she had saved 40% of the dry shares.

More importantly, in order to curry favor with Allen, this scar-faced man was willing to protect her family's hotel for free!

Now they could do business without any worries!

Allen was simply a savior!