Unfinished Business with You
Chapter 511

Chapter 511

Chapter 511

He wasn't the only one crashing this standoff; behind him was a crowd of bodyguards. Before theyeven said a word, the fight that was on the verge of erupting came to a complete standstill. Instantly,the atmosphere chilled.

Eugene chuckled coldly. Just as Pele had said, all of The Quintets seemed to have gathered here.Other than the captured Tres, the rest of the gang was present. The lobby was filled with a mass ofpeople, each of them baring their teeth in a fierce snarl. The tables and chairs were all flipped over orbroken, like someone had trashed the place.

Eugene glanced at Jefe, who stood in the center of the crowd. He was the calmest of them, but due tohis leg injury, he remained seated in his wheelchair.

Jefe was also currently looking at Eugene as well. They both had their own thoughts when their eyesmet. Jefe and the rest of The Quintets wanted to save Tres, but all Eugene wanted was to exactpayback on them.

Since Eugene was here, most of the crowd thought that they wouldn't need to resolve the situation withkilling. Just the man's aura was powerful enough. Both The Quintets and Brian's men automaticallystopped and quietly cleared a path for Eugene in tacit understanding.

Dos frowned slightly. In actuality, they knew that Eugene was the one who captured Tres, but they stilldidn't want to get into a fight with him. Tres was still just a member of The Quintets. He wasn't worth thetrouble to the point of getting into a direct confrontation with Eugene.

But what was going on now? Wasn't Brian's relationship with Eugene like water and fire? Why didEugene show up here?

Dos narrowed his eyes. "Eugene Nolan? We've always steered clear of you. This has nothing to dowith you. Stop sticking your nose in!"

Eugene sneered. "Nothing to do with me? I was the one who captured Tres. If you have anything tosay, say it to my face!"

"The f*ck!" Dos' temper flared again when he heard that. He took a few steps closer toward Eugeneand questioned, "Why did you capture Tres?"

By now, Eugene stood before Dos. "Don't you already know the reason deep down? You laid yourhands on my girlfriend repeatedly. Was it because I made you guys think that I'm a pushover?"

Dos' breath instinctively stopped. He knew full well what The Quintets had done.

But right now, he couldn't admit it. If Brian was the only one they were facing off, they could still beathim. With Eugene here now, though, no one really knew who the actual troublemaker here was. Dospretended not to know anything while arguing in defiance, "Who the f*cking hell laid a hand on yourchick?"

The moment he said that, Dos felt a chill sweep across his body. Immediately, someone gripped hisneck tightly, instantly making his face turn an interesting shade of red when he was already lackingoxygen from holding his breath earlier.

Dos instinctively struggled, but he didn't expect the hand on his neck to remain in a vice grip, likepincers. He couldn't budge at all.

Eugene's face was blank. "Who are you saying 'f*cking hell' to?" His tone remained even, flat, but itwas still capable of making Dos' hair stand on end.

In truth, Dos hadn't intended to curse at Eugene; that was just the way he spoke. Now, though, Eugenewas here looking for trouble, but he hadn't been able to replace it. Since Dos had offered his own head ona silver platter, Eugene couldn't see the reason why not to take it.

The rest of The Quintets unconsciously took a step forward when they saw Dos being gripped by theneck.

Eugene's grip on Dos' neck tightened, while his cold gaze simply swept flippantly over the rest of them.It was like he had pressed a knife to their necks with that gaze. Instantly, the rest of The Quintets wererooted to the spot, their hearts clenching in their chests. Eugene was notorious for his cruel waysamong their circles. Thus, no one wanted to lay a hand on him.

Seeing how Dos was about to suffocate from the strangulation, Jefe had no choice but to speak up."Calm yourself, Mr. Nolan. Let Dos go first. He's a rough-and-tumble man, and isn't sophisticated withhis words. Don't stoop to his level. We may not be considered your friends, but we also have no wish tobe your enemy. There is probably a misunderstanding here. Agreed?"