Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years

"William indeed spent time with older wealthy women, but he always kept things strictly platonic.

Piper, a rich lady, couldn't even get a peck on the cheek from William. Nicholas, on the other hand, was entirely different. Just a couple of nights ago, he had a fling with a woman in her forties. And there were several times they were seen passionately making out in the bar's private booth.

Now, for Nicholas to bring this up himself? Isn't this embarrassing him?

  "You son of a..." Nicholas's face turned beet red as he grabbed a beer bottle from the table, attempting to smash it over William's head.

William's earlier remark clearly hit a sore spot. Nowadays, Nicholas considered himself affluent, and he desperately wanted to fit in with trust fund kids like Jayden. But bringing up a recent embarrassment? Wasn't that like slapping him across the face?

There was no way the bottle was going to hit William.

With William's skills, Nicholas's feeble attempt was easily thwarted. William simply snatched the bottle from Nicholas's grasp and gave him a light shove, causing him to stumble and fall.

When Nicholas tried to get up and confront William again, a young man sitting in the middle intervened, "Nicholas! Just stop making a fool of yourself. Can't you see he's trained?"

That said it all. It was evident to everyone at the table that they didn't see this nouveau riche playboy as one of their own.

"Beat him up! $1,000 for anyone who does!" Nicholas, having no real standing among the group, resorted to using his wealth to exert influence.

He was wealthy, after all.

Many of the ruffians in the bar might not have a single $10 bill on them. They relied on mooching for drinks and smokes. Yet, with just one phone call, they could summon a crowd ready to fight, and they were ruthless when it came to brawling.

A thousand dollars per person!

For these ruffians, the offer was undeniably tempting.

In these times, money talks. At Nicholas's command, one of the thugs immediately lunged at William, aiming to bring him down.

All William did was extend his hand.

Snap!

With a gentle squeeze, the thug's wrist was broken. Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the bar.

Following him, two more daring thugs charged. With an effortless move, William took them down. To him, this seemed like a light touch, but the visual impact on the spectators was profound.

None lasted even a second under William's hands.

For a moment, no one else dared to approach.

These local bullies were primarily known for their fierce reputations in brawling. However, facing someone like William, who could incapacitate them with a single move, they were genuinely scared.

Could a mere $1,000 compensate for a broken hand?

Nicholas stood there, his pupils void of any life, resembling a defeated rooster.

He knew William excelled at dice games and drinking, but he had no idea William was also a formidable fighter.

Even if Nicholas offered more money now, no one would dare to approach.

Their scuffle attracted many onlookers in the bar, with several deciding to settle their bills and leave.

A young man sitting in the center stood up and loudly said, "Everyone, calm down. We were just joking around. Continue your drinks!" He then had the injured ruffians escorted out.

Such disturbances didn't happen often in the bar. After all, the primary objective of a bar is to do business. Frequent brawls would deter customers. Even when conflicts arose among the local thugs, they would usually take it outside to avoid embarrassing the bar owner.

"Are you William?" The young man, looking at William, smiled and said, "Impressive skills. Interested in joining me?"

William responded expressionlessly, "Not interested."

"Feisty! I like that. Have a seat." The young man introduced himself, "I'm Jayden. This bar belongs to my father. I'm here today because I heard from Thomas that he had a disagreement with a friend from school. That wouldn't be you, would it?"

"It's not him; it's the guy behind him!" Thomas, wary of William after witnessing his fighting prowess, said. Considering how swiftly and cleanly William had fought, Thomas was sure he couldn't match him.

Jayden's gaze shifted to Daniel, standing behind William. He disdainfully said, "Whatever grudge exists between you and Nicholas, I don't want to get involved. It's between you two. But as for Thomas, that's their business. You don't plan on getting involved, do you?"

Daniel stepped forward, defiantly saying, "How do you propose we settle this matter? One-on-one or what? Don't tell me you plan to use numbers to your advantage."

"I do prefer numerical advantage," Jayden responded coldly. "Besides, do you honestly think Thomas can't handle you on his own? Today, I'm giving you an opportunity to apologize."

  "Go to hell!" Daniel, maybe influenced by William, snapped back sharply.

Jayden's face turned a shade of red with anger. Originally, Thomas had suggested that they let Daniel come over, buy them a few rounds of drinks, apologize, and then keep a low profile around him in the future. He hadn't expected Daniel to stand his ground so fiercely.

"You trying to embarrass me?" Jayden said coldly, "If you're so brave, why don't we settle this out back?"

Behind the bar was a quiet alley, rarely frequented. Any disputes from the bar would typically be settled there.

"Let's settle this right here! If you've got the guts, do your worst to me right here!" Daniel wasn't a fool. They were only a few people; would they follow such a large gang into a dim alleyway? Wouldn't they just get beaten senseless?

"You better not leave through that door then!" Jayden said as he sat down. He didn't want a brawl in the bar either. If a fight broke out, it wouldn't just harm the business; there was a good chance the police would be called.

"Go with them!"

The one who spoke was not William, but Paul. Paul had been itching for a fight for a long time, the weapon concealed on him eager for use.

William glanced at Paul and then said to Jayden, "If that's the case, we'll handle it out back. No need for me to sit any longer."

This group had summoned Daniel and the others mainly to bully these college students, aiming to humiliate them and perhaps gain some advantage. Now that William was aware of their intentions, how could he let them have their way?

As for the fight...

Over the past few days, William had had a few scuffles and was getting a feel for how hard to hit, ensuring he wouldn't accidentally kill someone.

Hearing William's words, Jayden scoffed, "So, you're stepping up now?"

"Why not?" William replied with a smirk. After all, Daniel and the others were his roommates. How could he stand by while they were bullied?

"You've got guts! Just so you know, my crew isn't here to play around. If anything goes down, don't even think about calling the cops. Otherwise, you can forget about having peaceful lives!" Jayden was no fool. Hurting someone was one thing, but he knew to threaten the other party not to report it to the police, as that would be a real hassle.

William raised an eyebrow, retorting, "Of course, what happens on the streets stays on the streets. You all better not call the police either!"