Initially, Brian did not want to beat up anyone in front of his mother. However, he had no choice but to teach these people a lesson because their oppression had gone too far. Moreover, Gina was the closest person to him. Brian would not allow anything to make Gina sad, especially those scoundrels who oppressed his mother. He could not forgive them. As an heir, a restaurant meant nothing to Brian. He glanced at Dilan and said coldly, "Your restaurant must apologize to my mother, or you will not be able to do business in the future!" "Hahaha....." Dilan laughed uproariously as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. After laughing loudly like a madman, his expression changed in an instant and he retorted coldly, "Kid, I really don't know why you dare to tell me to close my restaurant. Do you know the consequences you will face if you dare to offend the Rusli Family?" Brian's words shocked the others. "I was confused earlier about how this kid could be so bold. Turns out he's crazy...." "He must be crazy. Who would dare to speak like that to Boss Dilan...?" "Well then, I want to see what chaos can arise from your restaurant," Brian replied nonchalantly. Then, Brian turned around and pulled his mother to sit on the sofa next to him. Gina asked somewhat anxiously, "Brian, isn't the situation serious enough today? What if we just call the police?" "Aunt, the ones causing this big problem are not us. Aunt, just sit calmly and enjoy the show," Celine said. That day at Restaurant Jasin, Celine saw with her own eyes how respectful Mr. Marco was to Brian, as if Mr. Marco was Brian's grandson. Who is Mr. Marco? He is the leader of the Four Heads of the Jasin City Thugs and the Rusli Family is no match for him. Dilan's expression turned fierce, "Kid, you're quite daring. Just wait." Not long after, a strong vibration emerged from the stairs leading upstairs. Around 30 to 40 shirtless men descended the stairs. Terrifying tattoos adorned the bodies of these men. Short knives and baseball bats were in their hands. Each of them exuded a strong killing aura as if they were evil spirits. Their leader was a tall and muscular young man. He was around 27 to 28 years old, with a tattoo of a tiger descending a mountain on his chest. He held a thick iron pipe in his hand. He was Dilan's younger brother, Noah, and a famous thug in this development area. Some called him Kak Noah and some called him Mr. Noah. Noah approached Dilan with large strides and shouted loudly, "Brother, who dares to cause trouble in our territory?" Dilan pointed at Brian and replied, "This kid is the culprit! He said our restaurant won't be able to operate anymore!" Noah walked up to Brian and exclaimed, "Utterly disrespectful! How dare a country bumpkin stir up trouble in our area! Today, I want to see how great you are!" Brian raised his head to look at Noah and Dilan, then replied coldly, "Have you planned all the problems that have occurred today?" Dilan looked slightly surprised, but then replied nonchalantly, "How could that be possible? Initially, I just wanted to beat you up until you bled a little and ask you to pay compensation of 200 million, then I considered the matter settled. ``` Unfortunately, a child like you doesn't know how to appreciate opportunities. It's too late to regret it now." Noah lifted the iron pipe he was holding and pointed at Brian, "Because you dared to cause a scene at Restoran Graha, today your legs will be the price to pay.""My legs will stay where they are. The important point is whether you have the ability to take my legs or not." Noah smiled with a mocking look, "Kid, how dare you speak to me like that? Do you know who I am?" A blond-haired thug next to him interjected, "Let me tell you. He is Mr. Noah, the leader of thugs in the world of thugs in Kota Jasin. You should be grateful that Mr. Noah only wants your legs. Killing you is as easy as squashing an ant to death. No one dares to say anything." "Thug leader? How funny." Brian smirked. Noah, who was initially arrogant, became angry upon hearing Brian's mockery. Today, he was not only going to deal with this kid, but also show his greatness. Otherwise, how could he continue to reign in the world of thugs in the future? Noah said, "Kid, it seems like you still don't want to obey, right? Don't say that today Mr. Noah didn't give you a chance! Just call whoever you want. As long as there is one person who dares to come here and fight me, I will consider myself the loser." Noah spoke with great confidence. What kind of person could be called by a poor young man selling goods in the market? The blond thug chimed in with a praising tone, "Mr. Noah has given you a chance, so just call as many people as you want! Let's see who dares to come with Mr. Noah's presence here!" "Alright, I will call someone. Although Brian can defeat the thugs in front of him alone, he doesn't want to show too much of his prowess in front of his mother. He took out his phone and called Victor. At the martial arts arena of the Sutedja Family residence, Victor was watching his father practicing Arhat boxing techniques. His father's movements looked so powerful and strong, making Victor envious. Since Brian helped Dimas cross the threshold of the mystical realm, Dimas's cultivation had been rapidly advancing. Just a few days ago, the father and son were both at the beginner level of cultivation. But now, their difference was like night and day. It seemed that Victor would not be able to withstand three attacks from Dimas at this point. Dimas withdrew his hands and feet, then said to the envious Victor, "You useless kid. What's the point of just staring at your father with envy? Quickly establish a good relationship with Brian. As long as he is willing to help you, your cultivation base will soon increase." "I understand, but he just saved you, Father. I feel a bit uneasy rushing to ask for his help again," Victor replied. Dimas nodded and added, "Your words are true. If only Brian could ask for help from the Sutedja Family, then we wouldn't owe them so much." At that moment, Victor's phone in his hand rang. He glanced at the caller ID and his body trembled as if shocked. "Father! Doctor Brian is calling me!" "Why are you still hesitating? Answer it quickly!" Dimas said. Victor hurriedly pressed the answer button, and Brian's voice came from the other end, "I'm at Restoran Graha in the development area. Someone said they want to break both my legs." Upon hearing this, Victor immediately jumped up, his heart pounding with excitement. Just moments ago, he was worried because he didn't have a way to start a conversation with Brian, but now Doctor Brian took the initiative to utilize him. This situation was like a blessing from above. "Don't worry, Doctor Brian, I will be there in 10 minutes." Victor hung up the phone and was about to run out with a joyful heart, but Dimas stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?" "There are people in the development area who have narrow-minded views and are causing trouble with Doctor Brian. Now I'm going there to sort them out." Dimas replied, "Didn't I tell you not to do everything impulsively without thinking carefully when you're already 50 years old? Don't tell me you think Doctor Brian can't handle those thugs with the level of cultivation he has?" "Uh..." Victor asked, "So, what Father means is...?" Dimas replied, "Because Brian called you, it means he has another purpose. The Sutedja family must help him maintain his reputation." "Father, I know what to do." After that, Victor took out his phone and called someone. He was originally the leader of the underworld, so one call from him was enough to make the underworld of Jasin City chaotic and tumultuous.