Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 525. Adam Jones is a devil you can’t afford to mess with_1

Chapter 525: 525. Adam Jones is a devil you can’t afford to mess with_1

When faced with such an unreasonable devil, their only thought now was to vanish immediately from Adam Jones’s sight.

But as soon as they had finished speaking, they saw Adam laugh, the iciness in his brow intensifying.

"Who said I was compensating you?"

At these words from Adam, their hearts trembled violently, instinctively grasping the implication and feeling a chill.

But they knew this man was not to be trifiled with, and now all they wanted was to leave unscathed, even if it meant losing some money.

After all, his wife had only injured her hand, and the medical costs would at most amount to a few hundred yuan.

With this thought, the only woman who hadn’t been hit hurriedly took out some large red banknotes from her purse, not daring to hand them to Adam but presenting them to his chauffeur instead.

"We... we’ll pay the compensation; here are several hundred yuan, which should be enough to cover Mrs. Jones’s medical expenses,"

the woman said, trembling, without daring to meet Adam’s gaze.

The chauffeur did not take the money, merely directing his gaze to Adam with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

A cold sneer emanated from Adam’s lips, his piercing gaze sweeping over the row of people as his cold eyes deepened, "Do you think I, Adam Jones, am lacking in such small change?"

The meaning was clear: this matter was not going to be settled easily.

The others got the message as well, their hearts trembling even more violently.

Ordinarily, what they knew of Adam Jones was only the man of noble stature and decisive action depicted in magazines, never having thought they would have a chance to see him in person.

They certainly hadn’t expected to provoke such an unyielding Lord Yama.

If they had known the real Adam Jones was even more formidable and difficult to deal with than described in the magazines, they never would have dared to extort his wife.

With this in mind, they quickly began to beg for mercy, "Mr. Jones, I was wrong, we shouldn’t have accused Mrs. Jones recklessly, we are to blame, please have mercy on us..."

"You know you’ve spoken out of turn, and yet you don’t slap yourself?"

Adam had no patience for their pleas and curtly interrupted the man.

"Yes... yes... yes, I’ll slap myself right now, this instant."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped his face fiercely, not holding back in the slightest.

Even the onlookers who heard the sound of the slap flinching felt the pain.

They silently watched the man slap his own mouth, none daring to step forward to intercede.

Before coming, they had watched the surveillance footage, as well as seen the toy sword in the child’s hand.

It was no toy sword, its sharpness was that of a deadly weapon.

When they had seen the footage, they realized that if Mrs. Jones had reacted even a moment slower, the sword would have plunged straight into her abdomen.

These people, instead of thinking about apologizing, had the audacity to seek compensation, and now in President Jones’s hands, they deserved it!

Adam didn’t call a stop, so the man didn’t dare to stop, and even the previously howling child, who had been crying as if heaven and earth were collapsing due to his fall, was now scared stiff and silently hiding in the woman’s arms.

After about a hundred slaps, when the man’s face had almost swollen into that of a pig, Adam mercifully raised his hand to signal a stop.

"Mr. Jones... Can we leave now?"

The woman, terrified and pale, looked at Adam pleadingly, hoping he would let them go.

Provoking anyone but Adam Jones was better; this man was truly a devil.