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Chapter 292: Chapter 175 Ancestral Rules Must Not Be Changed_3

Reko laughed in anger, "Great! This Black man is better than me by a lot, right?"

"Of course, one day with him makes me happier than decades with you!"

The Black coach also smirked proudly: "It’s obvious, you’re just trash."

His wife also said: "Actually, I’m already pregnant with his child!"

Reko couldn’t believe it, "You’re pregnant?"

The Black man also doubted his life instantly, his hands releasing in shock, "What? You’re pregnant? Why didn’t you tell me?"

"Dear, I wanted to give you a surprise!" his wife timidly said.

"A crappy surprise!"

Black became enraged and cursed loudly, "You’re pregnant and still came to me? Who knows whose bastard that is! Damn it! I don’t want to be responsible! This has nothing to do with me!"

Having said that, he turned his head wanting to take his people and leave.

His wife, struck by lightning, chased after him angrily, "Bastard! What do you mean by this?"

"Don’t touch me! You think I am with you for what? Obviously for your money! You’re so ugly! And not even in good shape!"

The Black coach said unceremoniously, "But now you have no money, got pregnant with who knows whose kid, and you still want to cling to me? Cut the crap, I’m no idiot! Get lost! We’re done."

With a grimace, he shook off her hand and hurriedly walked away.

Allen Zhang also felt this was a bit outrageous, but it was very much in line with Black’s style.

It’s traditional for Black people to not have fathers, a lineage rule that can’t be changed.

But, as the Beggar Gang Disciples had already gathered here, how could they let him act tough and just leave?

"Boss, who messed with you?" The Beggar Gang Disciples came with their dog-beating sticks, and though only about twenty people had arrived in short time, it was enough; their spit alone could drown that Black.

Allen Zhang pointed at the doubting-life Black, "Teach this irresponsible bastard a lesson, but don’t kill him. It’s good enough if he’s paralyzed from the waist down, let him spend the rest of his life lying in bed consuming liquid food. He likes playing basketball? Let him have No balls to play!" frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Understood, tear off his eggs.

The Beggar Gang Disciples immediately swarmed Black, pinned him to the ground and dragged him into the dark alley.

Black panicked, "I was wrong! Shit! Help me! Please spare me!! Ow..."

Listening to Black’s painful screams, Reko turned around and walked away, leaving a harsh remark, "We will sign the divorce agreement when we get back! You had an affair and got pregnant with someone else’s child! You must leave without a cent! You won’t get a single cent!"

"No! I was wrong! I’ll get an abortion right away." His wife also came to her senses, realizing that her own husband was the best person for her.

"You’re not realizing your mistake. You just know that your latter half of life is screwed." Reko was determined to divorce her and drove away ignoring any persuasion.

Allen Zhang finished dealing with Black, dispersed the Beggar Gang Disciples, and also left the community, following Reko to the beachside of Santa Monica.

Reko got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and watching the tide ebb and flow, he sighed deeply, "What a fucked up life. But now I’m finally free."

"Don’t forget the contract," Allen reminded.

"Sign! Sign right now! After signing the contract I also need to sign the divorce papers!" Reko took a deep puff, directly took out the transfer agreement from the car, didn’t say another word, signed blindly, and passed it to Allen Zhang for review.

Allen Zhang took a photo and sent it to Dave. A few minutes later, after being verified by the other party with no issues found, he also promptly signed.

"Ok, pleasure doing business."