Chapter: 5962

"And another thing, half of my minions don't even know what caviar tastes like, but I saw you devour an entire jar of North Federation currency's worth of caviar in one sitting; it's all stuffed into a hamburger!"

"It's even more ridiculous when it comes to those tens of thousands of North Federation currency's worth of Romanee-Conti. I only just found out what Romanee-Conti tastes like today!"

Joseph then looked troubled and said: "Ancient Gustav, the Chinese have an old saying that goes: 'Not afflicted by being few, but afraid of being unequal.' You're making yourself a privileged minority every day, and my brothers are watching with envy in their eyes and desperation in their hearts! They won't do it anymore! They want to eat steak too, they want to eat caviar too, they want to drink Romanee-Conti too. I can't handle this; I've got no way to solve these problems, so I'll have you deal with them instead!"

One of his minions suddenly shouted: "That's right! Why only you get to enjoy steak and red wine in here, while we're not allowed to?"

Gustav looked down his nose and said, "That's because you don't have my money. If you also had hundreds of billions of North Federation currency like I do, you could sit here eating steak and drinking red wine too. You're just jealous because you don't have any money, neither does your big brother, so you're blaming me instead?"

The young disciple didn't expect Gustav to mock him like this and suddenly shouted, "Gustav, you dog's son! Whatever money you have outside is your business, whether you drink all the red wine from North Federation into your stomach or not, I don't care! But when you're in here, you have to follow the rules of this place!"

"What rules?" Gustav asked with disdain. "Tell me what the rules are?"

The young disciple was furious and shouted, "Mom's ass, the rule is that if someone else can't eat steak or drink red wine, then you can't either! No matter how much money you have!"

"That is!" The minions under Joseph's command suddenly joined in, shouting in unison. "You can't have special privileges in Brohl Prison!"

Gustav was oblivious to the danger and still felt that these people were targeting his own disciples, not himself. Proud of half a lifetime, he said with a sneer, "A bunch of Northern Federation folks who don't know how high the sky is or how vast the earth! You may lack sufficient recognition of my abilities. The privileges I enjoy in here are far more than what you see! When I'm having fun at the guest room, my minions are carefully selecting beautiful women from all over North Federation for me to play with for three hours and then give them several million North Federation currency as a gift. I can even make my minions bring any one of your wives and have her kneel in front of me to serve me. This is something you people will never be able to enjoy in your lifetime!"

Gustav finished speaking, his mind and body delighted, while his disciples' faces grew increasingly gloomy.

They thought that this group's goal was targeting themselves, not their big brother, so now they're getting more and more angry and will teach their big brother a lesson later on.

The young disciple who had been furious earlier gritted his teeth and told Joseph, "Old man! I can't take this crap anymore! I'm going to kill him today!"

Joseph coldly smiled and shouted, "Brothers, feel free to do whatever you want! If anything happens, I'll take the blame!"

Joseph gave an order, and the group of young disciples shouted in unison, then rushed towards Gustavo's side with a wave-like motion!

Gustavo's followers looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, grabbing plastic plates and utensils to use as makeshift weapons.

However, on the other side was a muscle-bound man from North Federal Union who had been pumping iron for hours daily. In this kind of close-range, no-technique battle, it came down to whose fist was harder, with Gustavo's followers' fists wanting to be even bigger than their opponent's face, pounding one another as if it were second nature.

As a result, after a few exchanges, Gustavo's followers were pummeled to the ground, begging for mercy.

Gustavo watched in horror as his followers fell one by one, and when they were halfway down, he thought that their opponent was about to stop. However, their opponent showed no signs of stopping.

At this point, Gustavo's earlier haughty expression finally turned pale white, with a look of terror written all over his face.

As Joseph's followers continued to close in, Gustavo was terrified and unintentionally shouted at the top of his lungs: "Do you forget that I am Gustavo?! The renowned Gustavo Sanchez! I'm worth billions of North Federal Union dollars, with countless personal bodyguards! As long as I want, I can kill every single one of you without leaving a single person behind!"

Joseph sneered and said: "Give up, Gustavo. Even if you had an army in the West, it wouldn't matter here in the North Federal Union! If you're really that powerful, why didn't you arrange for thousands of personal bodyguards to rescue you from prison? You know that there are only a few dozen armed guards in the entire prison."

Gustavo was taken aback and could only respond with a stubborn expression: "Joseph, I'll settle this score eventually. In West Federal Union, I've killed at least tens of thousands of people. If this matter ends here, I guarantee that it's over for good, and I won't look for anyone to settle the score later. What do you think about my proposal?"

Joseph laughed coldly: "Let me ask my brothers what they think..."

Saying that, Joseph spread his arms wide and beckoned to both sides with a gentle wave of his hand. JrNovels.com