The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 34

Within a few seconds, Geoffrey sent Jacob the time and place with a big snickering emoji at the end.

"This guy..." He smiled and started the car. Who would have thought that the guy who hated studying the most would now become a lecturer in a college?

The busy bustle of traffic around twelve noon at Meiwa Street, South District was crowded with pedestrians crossing the zebra cross and vehicles passing by. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

After getting out of the car, Franklin looked at the tower not far to the left. He smiled with a sullen look on his face. "Jacob, why have you brought me here?"

Jacob wrapped his right arm around his father's shoulder, and looked at the tower not far away, "Dad, I'm giving you a present today, and then I'll invite you to a good show."

A present? A good show?

Franklin was stunned. He frowned and tossed his son's hand off his shoulder, "Do you have no other place to put your hand? Show some respect!"

"Doesn't this show that we have a great father and son relationship?" Jacob touched his own nose, completely losing the domineering look he had when he was coercing the four outer regions.

"Stinky boy!" Franklin scolded with a smile on his face. He then unconsciously walked to the left.

He sighed while he was walking. "Seriously, Jacob. I haven't been here for three to four years."

"Then you should change your habit starting from tomorrow," Jacob replied to his father.

"What do you mean?" Franklin turned his head and glanced at his son.

"Dad, you'll find out later." Jacob kept his father guessing.

Soon, both of them reached the entrance of the tower. At the same time, a group of people came out from that tower.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Lynch? Has he made enough money on the pedestrian street, and planned to come back to the tower to start all over again?" A middle-aged man with a huge beer belly said in a sarcastic tone.

Seeing the smug look on the middle-aged man's face, Franklin gritted his teeth with flames in his eyes and replied, "Mr. Hansel, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your belly is getting rounder. I presume you ate a lot with all the money you received from illegal kickbacks!"

"Nonsense! You are slandering! Believe it or not, I will ask the security to arrest you!" The middle-aged man's eyes widened with anger on his face.

"Mr. Hansel, calm down!" A bald middle-aged man shouted, "You are someone of high standing, you need not bother yourself with the barking of a spendthrift!"

Jacob was so angry that he kicked the man out of the crowd.

Looking at the bald man lying a few meters away with his eyes closed, Mr. Hansel got really angry. "Who are you? How dare you hit my people! Security, arrest him! "

Franklin got anxious. He ran over to his son, held his hand and complained softly, "You are not a kid anymore, why did you hit him? You better run, leave the rest to me!"

Jacob felt warm in his heart when he saw his father showing concern for him. Jacob smiled and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry. It's alright."

"Hmph, alright?" Seeing the security guard running out of the tower, Mr. Hansel plucked up his courage and said, "Hitting someone for no reason. You will be jailed for at least half a year!"

"What are you guys doing there staring blankly?" He waved his hand, and shouted arrogantly, "Arrest them and send them to the police station!"