###Chapter 644 Do Not Be Stingy With Your Love - Part 3

The man was beaten and begged for mercy, but to no avail until he was beaten half to death, several strong sweats did not leave.

Jordan Astley looked coldly, the man on the ground struggled several times and tried to get up, but he was probably hit so badly that he couldn't get up after several attempts, so he had to wriggle like maggots on the ground.

I looked at him in a bit of a mess and couldn't help saying, "Jordan Astley, can you help him?"

Jordan pursed his lips and did not open his mouth a little. Seeing this, I will not open my mouth. After all, this is a casino, not anywhere else, not a time for me to be kind.

Originally, we could have driven the car and walked directly, but the man blocked our road, so Jordan Astley had to park the car and watch indifferently.

For a while, the man seemed to be out of strength and lay directly on the ground. Jordan Astley squints his eyes and started the car directly. The start sound of the big Ben was very strong, and the drive was also very strong. I thought Jordan Astley would directly start the car and run it over.

But unexpectedly, when the man heard the sound of the car starting, like a resurrection liquid, he suddenly got up from the ground, and then lay down on the front of the car, with blood on his mouth and face, and grinned at Jordan Astley. "It's not appropriate, is it?"

I was stupefied, do you know me?

Jordan Astley looked at him but did not speak.

The man smiled and said, "You both saw it and sent me to the hospital with great mercy. My leg is broken and I can't walk."

This is the first time I've seen someone say such a life-threatening thing so easily.

Jordan Astley pursed his lips and spit out a word between his thin lips, "get out!" in a clean manner.

The man was brazen, so he climbed onto the front of the car and looked like a scoundrel and said, "If you don't take me to the hospital, then we'll be so wasted. Anyway, I'm sorry to frighten the beautiful woman around you."

Jordan Astley sank, started the car directly, and drove it out. The man fell out of the car without holding it steady. Jordan Astley had no intention of stopping at all. Jordan Astley watched the man roll down in front of the car. He drove the car over with an expressionless face.

Fortunately, the man was startled and reacted quite quickly to get out of the way and avoid death.

The sound of cursing came from the back of the car, "You are deep in the ice. If you crush me to death, they will be screwed."

The car drove out a long way, and the curse disappeared.

After a while, I was afraid, and my back broke out in a cold sweat, most of which was wet. Looking at the flashing lights outside, I stabilized. Looking at Jordan Astley with a heavy face, I could not help but say, "What on earth is going on tonight?"

When he talked to Kenneth Parks, it was obviously agreed before. I don't know what they were talking about, but he placed me to Timothy Gates, obviously betting on whether Timothy Gates would help him in the end.

He looked sideways at me and said, "Are you not afraid?"

I shook my head and nodded again. Some contradictory movements made him laugh, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

"Are you scared or not?"

I thought about it and said, "I'm not afraid. I'm afraid because I don't know anything. If something happens to you, I don't know what to do. No, I know that you will be sure of anything you do and will not put us in danger."

He was driving, his eyes deep and bottomless. "What if, I said, I'm not sure about all this?"

I was stupefied for a moment and saw that he was determined to look at me and said, "Ivelle, in any case, you must first protect your own safety, do not care about me, under any circumstances, just protect yourself."

I froze. I didn't understand why he suddenly said these words to me. For a moment, I didn't know what happened. I looked at him foolishly and said, "Jordan Astley, is there something else you didn't tell me?"

He smiled, did not answer me, and drove the car to the hotel.

When I got back to the hotel, I was a little tired. After I came out of the shower, I had a lot of things to ask him, but I was so sleepy that I somehow fell asleep in bed.

The next day.

When I woke up, Jordan Astley was up and making a phone call from the balcony.

Hearing the noise, he hung up the phone, looked at me, and said, "We are going to the Gates' house in a minute. We'll be there after a wash."

I nodded. I knew it when I came to Las Vegas.

The Gates' family.

Along the way, Jordan told me several things about the Gates family. The Gates clan was a hundred-year-old family who became rich by reselling weapons during the Anti-Japanese War. Later, Grandpa Astley was brought back to the mainland and grew up in the mainland. After a few years of peace in the country, Grandpa Gates was inexplicably dragged to fight. Later, he met a group of old comrades-in-arms, that is, Grandpa Astley and Grandpa Gates at that time. Of course, it also includes Grace Cross's grandfather Dominic Cross. These old comrades-in-arms have all experienced life and death together, so although they have been apart these years, everyone is thinking about each other.

Grandpa Gates came back to Las Vegas to inherit the family business from the mainland after the war. I heard that it was because several sons of the Gates family died of illness and died unexpectedly, so there was no way to find Grandpa Gates, who originally grew up in the mainland, to inherit the family business.

The feud between right and wrong in the rich and powerful families is mostly caused by money.

Walking into the Gates' house with Jordan Astley, all the buildings show classical elegance, courtyard pavilion, rockery pond, garden bamboo forest. This Gates family mansion is not like a residence, but more like a courtyard park.

Followed the servant into the hall, there are already many people, men, and women, old and young, presumably are the descendants of the Gates' family, did not see Timothy Gates, but look at the faces of these people in the hall, I think Timothy Gates' situation is not good.

"Mr. and Mrs. Astley, your Lordship is upstairs. Please meet me upstairs!" It was the housekeeper of the Gates family who spoke. He was already fifty or sixty years old, and he was calm and gentle.

Under his leadership, Jordan Astley and I went up to the second floor and went into a room full of strong disinfectant and medicine. A doctor in a white coat was writing in the living room and the servant next to him told me that it was supposed to explain how to take care of the patient.

"Inside, please!" The housekeeper opened his mouth and took us into the bedroom.

The smell of medicine grew stronger in the bedroom, and an old man was lying on the bed, with an infusion bracket hanging from the bed and an infusion bottle hanging from it. The housekeeper went in and said, "Your Lordship, Mr. Astley is here."

The old man on the bed heard the noise and tried to get up from the bed. The maid on one side went over and helped him up and leaned him on. The old man looked at me and Jordan Astley in the direction of me and Jordan Astley.

The long-term illness makes the old man look pale and emaciated, particularly morbid, and seems likely to end his life at any time.