In the hotel, a group of men were swearing. On the sofa besides, there sat a man, he was even wearing a mask, but now, his mask had already been taken off, revealing a young, handsome, sharp and arrogant face. It was Joshua.
A few men beside him who had been smashed by his wine bottles, one of them covered his face and blood started to flow from his head, the few men had surrounded Joshua previously, but when they saw the mask on Joshua's face fall, they were so scared that they did not dare make a move, but Joshua's hands were still covered with blood, and looked to be in a sorry state.
"Is he sick? He was the one who kicked Elizabeth away, but now he's acting like a hero?"
"Stop talking, stop talking."
The leader of the group immediately scolded his brother angrily. When he looked at Joshua again, Joshua's expression was somewhat pained. Plus he was drunk, and his mind gradually became a little confused.
"What should we do? We had hit him." A few of the men nearby began to get scared.
"It's not like we attacked first. Even if his brother came, it's not our fault!" Another man said angrily.
"You guys talk too much, you want to sleep Elizabeth, right? I'm afraid you're going to sleep in a cell now." The leader was extremely angry and was lecturing his men.
"Bro, didn't you promise me? If you have the chance, you can ask Elizabeth out so that we can have a good time!"
"Still talking!" That man was so scared that his face turned pale. He raised his hand and was about to hit someone again.
Just at this moment, a group of people hurriedly walked in from outside the hotel. The man in the lead was elegant and had a frightening aura. His strong aura made everyone quiver.
Edwards walked over and looked at the mess on the ground. He saw the broken glass all over and even the wine and fruit had all been thrown in everywhere. Seeing this scene, Edwards's gaze turned cold.
"What's going on?" Edwards asked a lobby manager beside him.
The lobby manager quickly explained the situation: "Mr. Wayne, I'm not too sure how the fight started, but your brother acted first, and he took out this bottle. Look, he injured that person's head."
Edwards's gaze swept towards that direction, and saw a man holding onto a towel, pressing it down hard on his head.
Being glanced at by Edwards, the man trembled slightly. Obviously, he was afraid.
"Why did he hit you?" Edwards directly asked the person involved.
One of them mumbled, "We don't know either. He must have been drunk and gone crazy."
"My little brother can't casually hit someone!" Edwards understood his little brother very well, he was definitely not a lunatic that would randomly beat someone.
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