"Father said that his industrial business was originally prepared for you to take care of. He has been optimistic about you since he was a child. Lombas and I are not the same material. If you spend too much time on martial arts, other aspects will fall behind A lot. If it was in ancient times, he would not object, but the times are different now, no matter how advanced the martial arts are, a few guns will kill you." Filia imitated her father's tone and repeated the original words.
"Uncle asked me to take care of the business?" Garen was startled, "How is that possible?"
"Why is it impossible? Dad decided that way a long time ago. Anyway, I don't care. I don't study well, and my martial arts skills are average. The teacher also said that I have no talent. If I can't support myself in the future, I will depend on you!" Fei Liya hugged Garen's arm and acted like a baby.
"Dad said, now you are the only one in the younger generation who won't let the industry decline after inheriting his business. If Lombas and I will completely lose the family property in a few years."
"Uncle has such high expectations of me." Garen was a little speechless. He had always felt that his uncle's care for him was beyond a certain limit, and it was better than his own children. In Gallon's memory when he was a child, once he had a conflict with Lombas, it was Lombas who would definitely get beaten. This favoritism is not usually obvious.
This also caused Lombas to look down on Garen all the time and was extremely dissatisfied.
"Let's go." Filia grabbed Garen's arm and pulled it back.
Garen had no choice but to follow Filia to the entrance of the floor. But after a few steps, a tall boy with a cold face suddenly came out of the entrance mixed with a few passers-by.
"Are you Garen?"
The boy was wearing a white tights on his upper body and black trousers on his lower body, highlighting his strong muscular lines.
Garen stopped walking and glanced at the boy. "Who are you.?"
"I'm Lombas' cousin. I heard that you suppressed Lombas by practicing martial arts by yourself? Is there such a thing?" The boy frowned and stared at Garen.
"What do you mean? I'm suppressing Lombas? Where did you hear that?" Gallon wanted to enter the door, but was blocked by the boy's deliberate steps, and his brows frowned. "Okay, stop making trouble, make way for me to go in."
"You are also a member of the family. It is not appropriate to ask outsiders to teach you a lesson. I came here today to teach you a lesson for my cousin." The young man deliberately blocked the entrance and exit.
"Are you sick?" Garen looked at him speechlessly, and Filia beside him had already walked aside silently, as if watching the excitement.
He already knew where this boy came from. His uncle's wife, Filia Lombas's mother, was a member of an ancient big family from another place, and part of the marriage between the two parties was a marriage of interest. Now my uncle has made it clear that he wants to adopt his property to another nephew who is not related by blood. This has frustrated the hopes of many family teenagers who have been deliberately making friends with Lombas Filia.
So conflicts of interest came. Filia's mother's family's income has declined in recent years because they are not good at running the business. Naturally, the focus of attention is on my uncle's increasingly prosperous self-created industry.
And the uncle started from scratch, and in the process of making a fortune, he also borrowed a lot of power from his wife for development. It can be said that in the process of his growth, the power of his wife's family also played a big role.
Now the uncle who is in charge suddenly said that he would hand over the business to his sister's son. What does that mean
Garen's mind turned and he immediately came to his senses.
This meant that the uncle believed that all the boys and girls in his wife's family were inferior to him, Garen. It is proof that only Garen can guarantee that his fortune will not decline.
At the beginning, the industry and business development side also made great efforts, and they already took uncle's industry as a part of themselves. Now that this troublesome thing suddenly appeared, it is naturally unbalanced.
Looking at the young man in front of him again, Garen felt confident.
"It should be Lombas' idea for you to come to me, right? Come on, stop making trouble, don't block the way, let's go in and have a good talk."
The boy sneered, tilted his body, and blocked the way again. He folded his arms and looked at Garen coldly.
Garen frowned. "This matter is not what you think. Let's go in and talk slowly. Don't be used by Lombas as a gunman. You can believe what he says."
He didn't want to conflict with the people over there. The family over there was not an ordinary small family. The composition was gray and black, and it was not ordinary and complicated. Once it is confirmed that this reputation conflicts, it will cause a lot of trouble at that time.
"That's not what Lombas said." The boy stared at Garen with a sneer, and continued to block the way by turning his body to one side.
"I said, are you going to get out of the way?" Garen was a little impatient. He's not in the mood to play a brawl game with a little guy right now.
"So what if you don't get out of the way?" The boy didn't back down.
Garen's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his right arm to grab it, pinching it straight towards the boy's neck.
Snapped!
The boy kicked Garen's palm hard with a side kick, and there was a crisp sound. Fine dust fell from the place where the hands and feet of the two collided, shaking out fine white ash.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly retracted his feet, and then kicked with a side rotation, forming a circle, and the toes rushed to Garen's wrists.
Snapped!
The gust of wind brought up by the trouser legs made a whirring sound, and the boy's movements looked very chic and beautiful, kicking Garen in the same position with both feet in a row. Then take a step back and take two steps back to stand still.
"Is this the end?"
Garen looked at him inexplicably.
"You!" The boy's face turned pale, and sweat was faintly visible on his forehead. It was obvious that the moves just now were not easy moves for him. Seeing that the opponent didn't move, he already knew how big the gap was.
Garen glanced at him indifferently, stood there without moving his body, patted the ashes on his hands, and walked directly through the entrance that got out of the way, the palms and wrists that were kicked were not even red.
"If you don't make it clear, don't even think about leaving today!!" The young man cried out angrily. With a rushing kick, he kicked at the soft part of Garen's chin.
Garen's face turned cold, and he slapped his right hand, knocking away the boy's right leg, and then turned around sharply.
Boom!
There was a click.
An adult man behind him was kicked sideways violently, hitting the wall next to the door with a muffled sound. The man leaned fiercely against the door frame and struggled a few times, but he couldn't stand up straight. The way he looked at Garen suddenly changed.
He was the boy's bodyguard, and he originally attacked from behind, but unexpectedly, he was kicked from the side by Garen, and his arm was completely unable to use his strength, and his arm was broken, and he couldn't even stand up straight. The opponent's strength was much greater than he expected.
Looking at Garen who was opposite him, he gave himself a cold look, with a faint expression of indifference and expression in his eyes.
The bodyguard's heart trembled, he had seen this kind of look on the captain of the team before. He knew that if he moved again.
"He's really going to kill me." He froze all over, not daring to move.
This momentary change not only stunned the young man, but even Filia on the side opened her mouth slightly with a dumbfounded expression. A few passers-by watching the excitement couldn't help gasping when they saw the bodyguard's leg.
The whole person was kicked horizontally like a sack, hitting the door frame, and the sound of fracture was extremely clear. Just looking at it and listening to it hurts enough. Everyone feels their arms are a little chilly.
Garen sneered, knowing that the grudge had been completely settled. Walking up to the boy, he stretched out an index finger and tapped his forehead.
"Even the bodyguard is so weak, no wonder my uncle decided to hand over the family business to me. What's the use of incompetent people like you living in this world? It's better to die."
Snapped.
With a light flick of the index finger, the boy's head was slightly tilted back, and a red mark popped out on his forehead.
In front of Garen's killing intent, his pupils shrank and slackened instantly, and the moment he was flicked on the forehead, he really felt as if he was about to be killed.
"Don't kill me!!" He cried out loudly. He crawled back a few meters and hid behind a big vase. Looking at Garen again, his eyes were already full of fear.
Garen smiled and straightened up. He knew that the other party was completely frightened by him, and he would become the most terrifying shadow in the other party's mind from now on, even if someone provoked him, he would not dare to come against him.
This is also what he wants to get. Such a young man is immature in everything, so a little scaring will do.
Since the enmity had been completely settled the moment the bodyguards sneaked in, he wouldn't be afraid of anything. It is the right way to directly destroy their minds and solve the matter once and for all.
"Let's go, Filia." He turned to look at the girl standing outside the door. The girl looked at him with trembling lips and a hint of fear in her eyes.
The moment Garen walked over and tapped the boy on the forehead, she really thought the boy would be killed!
She had only seen that cold killing intent from her father's bodyguards.
Hearing Garen's call at this time, she opened her mouth, her voice a little dry.
"Brother Garen. That man's name is Delaixima. He is a regular amateur fighter. His"
"Don't tell me his so-and-so is a super expert or something like that?" Garen said speechlessly.
Filia restrained her emotions, approached and whispered.
"No! His elder brother Driando doesn't know how to fight, but he is the most vicious junior in the family over there, and he has already created a career in society! You have to be careful!"
"A bastard?" Garen frowned.
Filia nodded.
"He is the number one person in the government of other provinces."
"You know it pretty well."
"I also heard about the chats of the elders during family gatherings during the holidays. You have to be careful! This time it's not just a conflict between the younger generations." Filia worried.
"Don't worry." Garen nodded. Now he has a black jade plate on his body, and he is getting stronger every moment. Even now, ordinary small pistols did not pose any threat to him at a long distance, and it was only dangerous to aim and shoot at close range.
"There are rules for competition within the family, don't worry. Let's go up and see uncle first."
Garen shook his neck, making a crisp clicking sound. Intra-family struggles generally do not allow the use of dark or dishonorable means. Generally, it is necessary to overwhelm people with force and confront them head-on. Otherwise, it is impossible to get the support of the elders.
Families whose internal struggles are too intensified generally do not last long, and internal friction alone is enough to separate the interests of the family. So this kind of struggle is carried out within a predetermined range, with strict rules and boundaries.
He is not really interested in his uncle's property. With the existence of talents and abilities, it is very easy for him to create his own property, and it only takes time and energy. But this is not what he is after.
Only the strength of one's own strength is the real way.
"As long as they don't break the boundary, everything is fine." Garen licked his lips.
(end of this chapter)