The Supreme God of Martial Arts

It was true; the manager was well acquainted with the old man and, judging by his behavior, respected him a lot as well.

"There you are.

| just noticed that this young man was eating food reserved exclusively for the guests. | don't believe that is allowed in the auction

house during working hours.

And as if that wasn't enough, he acted very rudely with me.

We are in your auction house for business, and an employee behaving like this is unacceptable.

| think you should fire this wretch right now!

| never want to see him again,"

the fat old man pointed at Austin and complained with a scowl.

"I will only say this once. Take your hand offand don't you ever dare point atagain,"

Austin coldly responded, his eyes squinting with displeasure.

He was in no mood to argue with them.

In fact, considering Austin's current level of strength, if the fat man had provoked him into a fight directly, then he could even kill

the latter with just a slap on the face. At the very least, he could make him permanently disabled.

But he did not do that. Deep in his mind, he was still cherishing the memory of his past from his college days.

The girl named Alice had stayed with him for three years during that time.

In fact, Austin was a man who cherished everyone around him very much. Therefore, he endured whatever was going on to the

very best of his abilities, for Alice's sake.

However, the fat old man seemed in no mood to give up until he got what he wanted.

Moreover, he was constantly pointing at Austin. It was a seriously condescending and infuriating behavior.

"You son of a bitch! You are just a pauper. You know what? I'll keep pointing at you like this! Let's see what you can do!

You're dead to me!"

The fat man was furious now. He rushed towards Austin and poked the latter's nose with his finger, sneering as he did so.

Puff!

Within a lightning flash, Austin's hand had moved and snapped the fat old man's finger. In the blink of an eye, his finger was

broken. A little part of the skin could be seen hanging there with his broken finger!

"Yargh! You son of a bitch!"

Look at what he did! Argh!"

The fat man's face convulsed due to the pain. As he tried to roar at Austin's superiors, only groans cout.

"Austin, how dare you hurt my man! | am not going to let you go!"

Alice also screamed now.

She was afraid that the fat old man would blher and cut off the cash he gave her. That would be really troublesfor her.

"You bastard! How dare you hurt Mr. Yang! Go to hell!"

The two young men who were accompanying the fat man were angry as well.

They were senior executives at the fat old man's company. They had cwith him to attend the auction and seeing their boss get

hurt, and that too at the hands of a poor auction house worker, they couldn't just stand back. The two men rushed towards him

simultaneously.

Clap! Clap!

Two slaps sounded. Austin had waved his hand slightly, and as soon as his palm had made contact with their faces, they had been

thrown away.

"Hey, why are you still standing there? Why don't you stop your employee? He's hurting everyone around him! He broke my

finger!"

The fat old man shouted at the auction house manager when he saw that Austin was too strong for his people.

"You've gone too far, sir!

This auction house is a civilized place and fighting here is not allowed.

Please stop what you are doing."

The manager confronted Austin but when he saw that the latter was not an employee of the auction house, he didn't dare to be

rude with him.

That was because if he wasn't here as an employee, then it could only mean that he was attending the auction. And the people

who chere were very rich and powerful. He couldn't dare offend anyone of them.

'What? Sir? The manager is calling that brat sir?’ The first sentence took the old man and Alice by surprise.

They were stunned by the manager's attitude.

"Sir, why are you being so polite to him?

Is this rubbish creature not one of your employees?"

the fat man finally asked in a doubtful tone.

"Mr. Yang, this gentleman is not an employee of the auction house. | believe he might be here for the auction,"

the manager answered.

"He might be here for the auction? How is that even possible? How could he be a guest? That is impossible, absolutely impossible!

| know exactly where he comes from!

He is definitely a pauper!

How can he even attend the auction!

The way | see it, he can't even afford the 10, 000, 000 dollars deposit. That's an amount that he won't ever see in his entire

lifetime!

If he is not an employee of the auction house, he must have sneaked in just to take advantage of the food offered here!

Sir, you can see that easily. Look at his clothes. From top to toe, everything he is wearing is so cheap! | don't think his clothes

would even make a combined total of 200 dollars!

What makes you think he is rich enough to attend the auction?"

Alice pointed at Austin and screamed.

Austin looked at the woman in front of him and shook his head slightly. All good thoughts he ever had about the woman in front of

him were gone now.

"What? Really?

Well, in that case...

Security, chere right now."

The manager's face darkened at Alice's words. With a sullen look, he surveyed Austin from head to toe. Then his expression turned

unfriendly. There was a sense of truth in her voice. Austin didn't exactly seem super-wealthy.

A few security guards rushed over as soon as the manager called.

"This guy has most likely sneaked into our auction house, muddling along with the guests for food.

Capture him now. I'll question him later.

And call the police right away.

This is a seven-star auction house. No one is allowed in here without invitation and credentials."

Looking at Austin's clothes, the manager now completely believed what Alice had said.

"You son of a bitch! Do you want to die?

Guards! Drag him to the security room! Beat him up, break his limbs, and then let the police take care of him."

The captain of the security guards fiercely gazed at Austin as his team surrounded Austin.

"Ha ha...

You jerk, do you even know how strong these guards are? What are you going to do now?"

The fat old man laughed loudly.

"Austin, | already told you not to be too reckless. Now you are going to regret your behavior!

You are not and will never be in a position to offend my man.

He can destroy you just a few words!"

Alice stared at Austin gloatingly.

"The guy sneaked in here for free food! What sort of man does that?

| am telling you, youngsters today are so irresponsible!

There are always these idlers everywhere."

By that time, the entire auction house had been attracted to what was going on. The fat man's screams and the manager's call to

the security guards had been enough. The public was now looking in their direction and starting to discuss with each other.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Clap! Clap! Clap

Austin suddenly raised his hand and swung a palm at all the security guards who had cclose.

The moment he began his attack, the eyes of everyone present there lit up. Especially those who knew something about martial

arts. They could sense something unusual about this young man!

'Who is this man? He seems powerful!

The martial artists at presence were secretly shocked.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the bustle while the insiders learn the ropes. The martial artists had experience in fighting and

knew that if Austin had been confident enough to attack the security guards so easily, he must be very powerful indeed.

"You inhuman wretch! | never had any grudge against you, but you actually wanted to break my arms and legs. I'll teach you a

lesson today!"

Austin stared at the captain of security guards coldly and stamped on him with his left foot several times over.

With just a few kicks, the captain's hands and feet were smashed into confetti. He was now screaming like a pig.

"Enough! Please stop! I've already called the police!"

The manager was furious and frightened. But there was nothing he could do.

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