Chapter 115: Ryan Throws Mateo Down The Roof

Angler and Hammon sensed something was off and stepped forward saying: "Brother, this guy’s really drunk stupid. We’ll deal with him later."

That’s what they said.

But they didn’t dare make any physical contact with Ryan. Ryan just said lightly: "It’s not that complicated..."

"How to handle it, you can discuss it now!!!"

"As for whether to call the police, it doesn’t really matter either. Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate."

After saying that, under their dumbfounded stares, Ryan grabbed Mateo, who had just collapsed to the ground, and dragged him up.

This guy’s physique was actually pretty good. When he was throwing his drunk fit earlier, the two of them had almost been unable to hold him down. Now Ryan lifted him with one hand. This strength was simply insane.

"This this, Ryan... calm down!"

Pan was stunned.

Because Ryan had dragged the cursing Mateo all the way to the edge of the rooftop. Although it was only the second floor, if he really threw him down, no one knew if he’d live or die.

Ryan turned back and smiled: "Anna, whether he lives or dies depends on his own fate. If you cry over this again in the future, I’ll be the first to scold you."

"Huh?"

Anna was stunned, forgot to cry, and just like Linda, stared with her mouth wide open.

Ryan directly grabbed Mateo, that tall body lifted as if it weighed nothing.

Not a single wasted word. He just grabbed him and threw him down, then turned around and stretched.

The scene instantly fell silent. Even Anna forgot to cry, just staring blankly, unable to believe what she was seeing.

Ryan clapped his hands like he was dusting off trash, walked over, and said with a smile, "Pan, if even one second of video shows up, I promise I won’t let you off!"

"This, this, okay, okay..."

Pan ran to the edge and looked. Mateo was already twitching in a pool of blood. He hurriedly agreed and ran downstairs while calling for an ambulance.

"The first meal together, and it kind of ended on a bad note!"

Ryan pulled Anna up, wiped her tears, then looked at Angler and said, "Brother Angler, how this gets handled after, I’ll wait for your call!!"

"But I hope it won’t be that the police find me before I hear anything from you."

Angler still hadn’t quite come back to his senses, but Hammon spoke first, "What kind of bullshit are you saying, brother? Tonight we were eating, and this guy forced his way over to make trouble, so he deserved to die."

"He was drunk and fell down the stairs himself. What does that have to do with us? If he dies, he can’t say anything."

"If he lives, that’s his luck. He was so drunk, who would believe anything he says? You think Pan would dare talk nonsense?"

With that, Angler also came back to his senses and said, "Brother, sorry. Tonight’s matter was definitely an accident, but it was my poor arrangement."

"You don’t need to worry about this. I’ll call the elders in a bit and let them know. Tomorrow I’ll give you a specific answer."

Ryan said mysteriously, "Can you really handle it? I don’t want trouble. If you can’t, I can do it myself..."

A ruthless person who spent tens of millions on women, someone who casually threw money around. No one dared imagine how terrifying the family behind him was.

Angler said with absolute certainty, "Brother, if I can’t handle this in Videl, I’ll go kill myself. This piece of trash, even if he’s crippled or dead, it doesn’t matter."

"Next time I’ll treat you!"

Ryan didn’t waste words either. He showed a harmless smile and said, "But next time, it’s just Fado barbecue."

Hammon immediately said, "Look at you. Even if I get to rip you off for a snack, I’ll go. Seaweed counts as seafood, and Fado is the biggest chain in the country."

"Alright, then I’ll head out first!"

Before leaving, Ryan said, "If there’s any trouble, just tell me!!!"

"Damn, if I can’t even solve this, how will I survive in the future!"

Hammon said somewhat irritably.

The ambulance arrived very quickly. Pan followed it while making calls. Hammon and Angler had both been drinking, so they took a taxi and followed.

"Brother Ryan, what if he dies!"

After they left, Anna, who had been dazed for a while, finally came to her senses, hugged Ryan’s arm, and started crying.

Linda had also been frightened earlier. Now she comforted her from the side, "He probably won’t die. I saw him get on the ambulance. Right next to us is the new campus of the city Westside medicine hospital."

Ryan took a bottle of beer from the fridge and drank it, then said lightly, "Don’t worry, he won’t die. When I threw him down, his feet were pointing down."

"Don’t let the scene fool you. It wasn’t concrete, it was sand. At most, he’ll have some fractures."

Seeing how certain Ryan was, Anna stabilized a bit and said while trembling, "Brother Ryan, you were so scary just now. I was a little frightened by you."

Linda also still felt lingering fear. The way she looked at Ryan seemed a bit unfamiliar.

Rich or poor, in everyone’s hearts Ryan was a gentle good guy, very easygoing and always kind to people.

Even in bed he was especially gentle, like he had no chauvinism at all, the harmless type.

But just now, he had thrown someone from the second floor without even blinking. That ruthlessness, forget them, even Angler and Hammon were stunned.

Ryan smiled gently, lit a cigarette, and asked, "What, scared?"

Anna threw herself into Ryan’s arms, wiped her tears, and said pitifully yet moved, "Of course I’m not scared. Brother Ryan threw him downstairs because you felt bad for me."

"I’m really touched. I thought Brother Ryan was just playing around, but I didn’t expect you cared about me so much."

She paused, then said with determined eyes, "If the police want to arrest someone, I’ll say I did it. I have enough motive..."

Linda watched this scene, her heart full of mixed feelings. She hadn’t expected Anna to say something so decisive.

But thinking about it, it was normal. Hero saving the beauty is a cliché, but the fact that it’s been a cliché for hundreds of years proves it’s always been the most effective.

Her thoughts were actually the same as Anna’s. The two of them were here for money. This man was just spending money to play with them.

But unexpectedly, feelings had begun to sprout. Ryan had thrown someone downstairs for her. If it were herself, she also wouldn’t be able to resist this kind of domineering protection. Rather, any girl would find it impossible to resist.

"Don’t worry. If you don’t have confidence in me, you should have confidence in Angler."

Ryan said with a chuckle, "The son of the richest man in Videl. If he can’t even handle such a small matter, then it’s too unfair to my millions spent on his place."

Sure enough, after a while, Hammon called first and said softly, "Brother, we’re at the emergency room. Come watch the show!!!"