As Onitsuka Ryuji made a desperate bid for freedom, Charlie sprang into action, pursuing him without hesitation. The Chinese girl, visibly anxious, pleaded, “Sir, please stop chasing him! It’s dangerous!”


    Charlie replied frostily, “I’ve made it clear that he should have both arms intact. He can’t go back on his word; we can’t let our international friends think that we Chinese people don’t keep our promises!”


    Hearing Charlie’s words only fueled Onitsuka Ryuji’s fear, pushing him to run even faster in a frantic attempt to escape.


    As he darted into the middle of the street, a car suddenly appeared, unable to stop in time, and collided with his leg, sending him sprawling at an awkward angle.


    The impact caused Onitsuka Ryuji topletely lose his bnce, and he fell onto the sidene.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    At that moment, a convoy of Rolls-Royces sped by on the adjacentne.


    Onitsuka Ryuji, now out of control, stumbled directly into the path of one of the Rolls-Royces, which was unable to swerve in time and rolled over his arms!


    The sound of two distinct cracking noises echoed as the three-ton vehicle crushed Onitsuka Ryuji’s arms!


    The Rolls-Royce screeched to a halt, bringing the entire convoy to a standstill.


    From the car that had struck Onitsuka Ryuji, a young man with an angry demeanor emerged. He appeared to be in his mid-twenties and, upon exiting, kicked Onitsuka Ryuji hard in the ribs, shouting, “You idiot! Did you even realize there was a distinguished guest in my car?! I don’t care if you’re dead, but you’ve disturbed the important guest I’m transporting, and you’ll pay for this!”


    In agony from his crushed arms, Onitsuka Ryuji felt like he was dying, but the kick sent him into a fit of violent coughing.


    Struggling to lift his head, he caught sight of his assant and, terrified, cried out, “Taka… Mr. Takahashi, I didn’t mean to cause this! I was being chased from behind and fell under your wheels. Please forgive me…”


    The young man who had stepped out of the Rolls-Royce was none other than Takahashi Eiji, the eldest son of the Takahashi family!


    He had just picked up Fitz and Zara from Narita Airport and was en route to the Aman Hotel for their stay when the unexpected incident urred!


    Fitz and Zara were in the very car with him. He had been sitting in the front passenger seat, boasting to his siblings that pedestrians in Tokyo never run red lights, only to be met with this chaotic scene when Onitsuka Ryuji fled across the street!


    This incident felt like a lightning strike to Takahashi Eiji, shocking both him and his guests, Fitz and Zara.


    Thankfully, neither of them was harmed. Had they been injured, it could have jeopardized the uing negotiations, leading to a significant blunder.


    Fuming, he continued to vent his anger on Onitsuka Ryuji’s body while directing a sharp gaze at Charlie, who was still pursuing Ryuji.


    He pointed down at Onitsuka Ryuji and questioned Charlie coldly, “Did you chase this guy into the middle of the road?”


    Charlie furrowed his brow in response: “Yes, that’s correct. Do you have a problem with that?”


    Takahashi Eiji’s anger red as he shouted, “Do you have a death wish? Do you even know who I am?”


    Charlie narrowed his eyes and replied dismissively, “I don’t care who you are, and frankly, I don’t want to know. What matters is that I was expecting that man under your feet to keep both his arms intact. Now that you’ve broken them, you owe me an exnation!”


    Takahashi Eiji was taken aback, his expression one of disbelief. “What did you just say?!”


    Charlie met his gaze with disdain and retorted, “What? Didn’t you catch what I just said? Given your shy attire, it seems like you might be suffering from selective hearing!”<fna09f> Th?s chapter is updated by find?novel</fna09f>