Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 134 The zero squad of David's security service was made of war veterans. They normally didn’t meet unless it was an order from David or Luther. Today, after receiving a call from Luther, they all gathered at the Rye’s Pizzas. All twelve of them, excluding Luther.

“To kill a pizza delivery guy, you gathered all of the zero squad,” the one with the tattoo 2 on his chin said, his arms folded tightly. Unlike the rest, he didn’t seem to be interested in pizzas. “This is an overkill among overkills.” “Our task is not to kill but to cut his balls off,” Luther reminded them once again. “Let's put egos aside and work together.” “Isn't one of us enough to do the job?” the one with the number 1 tattoo on his forehead said, chewing bubble gum. “Who's this son-in-law that you wanted all of us on this job?” “I called you all just to be on the safe side.

Besides, this is what Young Master Artur wanted.” “Ho, so it’s personal to him. Then it can’t be helped. Are we gonna brood here until that guy shows up?” “He works here, so let's be patient, fellas.” Sasha was the one serving at the two tables the security guards in normal wear sat upon. She looked quite happy as she was expecting a handstip from these guys. “Hey, you. What's your name?” the guy with the tattoo number 12 asked her. “It’s Sasha,” she replied politely. “You've got nice buns. Want to go to the back alley for a quick tit-fuck?” His words made the other snicker. Sasha's face turned dark. “Disgusting,” she quickly walked off, but her exaggerated reaction only amused them. Sasha went to Christopher and complained, but he told her to bear such minor inconveniences for the sake of everyone. Sasha, however, took it seriously. She couldn't just let their words slide, so when Damian cfrom a delivery, she told him what had happened.

Damian made an expression he never made in front of her. He straight away walked up to their tables and glared at them. “Which bastard harassed my girlfriend?” The guy with the tattoo number 12 smirked and said, “Why? Do you want to take her place in pleasing my dick?” “Pfft,” the other members in the team spilled whatever that was in their mouths. Damian smiled angrily and said, “Apologize, or you are going to suffer the consequences.” “Oh, what are you gonna do?” one of them tested his temper by poking his tongue out toward Sasha and waved it lustfully, making the others snigger.

Luther was silently shaking his head. He didn’t like what they were doing, but this was nothing new, so he just watched.

Just then, both Benjamin and Alfred arrived on foot and entered the pizza hut, Christopher began scolding him for skipping the job the previous day and also for bringing a beggar into the store. Even after Benjamin said he'll pay for Alfred, Christopher still wanted Alfred gone from his sight. He didn’t want the other customers to be discomforted by Alfred’s presence.

Damian clenched his fists and threw a punch at Number Twelve sitting at the edge, which was easily caught.

“Hehe, what's with this sissy punch? You should” A left hook flew in from the right and smashed Number Twelve’s jaw so fast and hard, three teeth flew out of his mouth.

Number 11 sitting right next to him threw a sudden punch. At first sight, it was more of a jab aimed at Damian’s face diagonally, but a small knife slipped through the gap between the fingers and seerningly struck Damian's eye.

Damian had moved his head back, and so the knife brushed past his nose and eyelids. He kicked the table, lifting up all the food and forks into the air. He grabbed a fork and used the momentum to attack Number 11 with it.

Number 11 blocked using his hand. The fork pierced through the flesh, making him grit his teeth.

Number 2 caught another fork and swiftly stabbed Damian's thigh three times in less than second, forcing him to back away.

Number 1 jumped out of his seat and straight-kicked into Damian’s abdomen, sending him flying into another table.

“You're a hundred years too early to be tussling with us, brat,” Number 1's gaze spilled murderous intent. “Teach him a lesson he'll never forget. And...” he glanced at Sasha. “Teach her, also.” Half the men went toward Damian, while the other half showed more interest in Sasha. All the other customers had already begun to flee. Sasha, however, ran inside to hide, but the six men still went after them, wearing happy smiles on their faces. Damian wanted to go after them, but he was already busy dealing with the other five men.” Don’t you dare do anything to her!” he roared, but his words weren't effective enough. The six men still reached the door. Number 11 glanced at Damian and wickedly smiled and licked the blood leaking out of his hand. “I'll take real good care of your girlfriend, so don’t you worry, keke.” He kicked the door open in three tries.

Sasha stood at a corner and trembled in fear, even though she was holding a knife in her hands. After all, seven men just entered the room. “Can six dicks fit in three holes?” “Two for each, so it should be fine.” Sasha’s body shivered like a leaf from hearing their words, and tears sprang to her eyes, but her expression quickly changed when she realized that one of the seven men was none other than Benjamin.

Benjamin entered the room right behind the six security personnel and struck the last two on their napes and silenced them, but this alerted the others. They turned around and attacked him without even asking any questions. Number 4 was like a giant with his 198cm height. He threw his fist viciously at Benjamin's face with the full intent to kill him, but caught his wrist and stopped his attack effortlessly, shocking him and everyone else in the room. The very next second, Benjamin's fist struck his chest, and his spine broke and burst out from his back Silence filled the room as life left Number 4's eyes.

“Kyaa!” Sasha howled in horror and passed out from the shock “W-Who the fuck are you?” Number 2 had a frown on his face as he asked Benjamin.

“Who am I?” Benjamin's gaze was cold. “You're not worthy to know my name.” Number 11 took out his hand gun. “Die, you motherfucker!” He repeatedly fired. Benjamin's upper body moved like a leaf floating in the wind and dodged all the bullets. In the end, his body flipped diagonally multiple times until his ankle struck Number 11 down on the neck so roughly, his body was slashed in two.

Number 2 and Number 3 who were taking out their guns were petrified from what they saw. The gun dropped from Number 3's hand, and a fraction of a second later. Benjamin was grabbing his face with his hand and squeezed it hard enough his skull broke, and blood sprayed out from many spots on his head.

Number 2 shot at Benjamin in desperation, but Benjamin vanished from his sight. The next second, he was sent flying out of the room, he thought, but no. It was actually just his head that flew out of the room and hopped on a few tables.

Luther saw Number 2's head and deeply frowned. Benjamin walked out of the room, startling Luther. “Y-You're...” he recognized him and was about to step forward, but a stick blocked his way. It was Alfred who was holding the stick Damian, on the other hand, took care of three of the five men, but Number 1 just joined the remaining two and made Damian's life difficult. Number 1 took out his gun and went for a point-blank shot, but Benjamin stopped Number 1 from pressing the trigger by grabbing the gun in an appropriate way. Both Damian and Benjamin looked at each other kicking in Number i’s abdomen together. Then they took care of the other two with spinning kicks. Damian looked at Benjamin and showered a broad smile. “Thanks.” he raised his hand, and they clasped their hands in a friendly gesture. “Is Sasha safe?” Damian worriedly asked. Benjamin nodded. Damian ran into the room where she was in, and he was quite surprised from seeing the way sof the guys were lying dead on the floor. “Did he do all this?”