After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 602

He was thinking frantically, and the big man behind him slapped him on the head.

Travis wailed in pain. His head was dizzy, and there was a viscous liquid on his forehead running down his temples.

He was dizzy and wanted to die. Was his head broken?

What the hell was this suffering?

"Help! I'm going to be killed. Come and save me."

He yelled at the door outside the iron railing, but no one responded.

The other dozen or so men who were imprisoned with him sat quietly by the wall, silently watching him being beaten, without any intention of stepping forward to help.

Travis was small and weak, and couldn't stand a few punches from the big man.

Seeing that he was being used as a sandbag and his nose bled, he hurriedly said, "I hate him! He has bullied me since he was a child. Sooner or later, I will kill him and make him pay a painful price!"

The big man stopped punching and kicking him. Looking at his shy and scared eyes, he scoffed, "With your physique, you can't even beat me but you still want to kill him?"

He was finally free. The bruised, red and swollen areas on his body made me feel extremely painful. Travis wiped his nosebleed with his sleeve and gritted his teeth and said, "I can't beat him, but I have brains. My father is the second son of the White family. When I get out of here, I will definitely make him pay a painful price!"

The big man was a little convinced, "Is your father powerful? Can he really beat him?"

Travis made nonsense, and in order not to be beaten, he lied.

"Of course, my dad is more powerful than him. If it wasn't for the old man to protect him, the position in power is now my dad's. When the old man dies, he will no longer have a backer, so he can only be oppressed by me and my dad. That's why he's so impatient to deal with me. I won't let him make it."

He looked at the big man flatteringly, "Malcolm White has killed a lot of your brothers? Don't worry. When I leave here in a few days, I'll definitely help you and get revenge on him!"

The big man looked at him. Although Travis was injured on his face, his movement of adjusting the gold-rimmed glasses and even wearing glasses were indeed very different from the temperament of ordinary people.

"My name is Luca Barker. If you can really help me get revenge on him and pull him down from the top of the pyramid in the city, you are my great benefactor to me. From now on, I will cover you."

Travis was very happy, but he didn't expect to be able to get a blessing in disguise in the detention room of NIB.

"Thank you bro. I'll do what I say. When I get out of this cell, it will be his death."

The big man patted him on the shoulder to remind him to shoulder heavy responsibilities, "Remember your words. I'll let you live a safe life here these few days. No one dares to bully you, but after you go out, be sure to remember what you promised me. When I go out, I will find a way to contact you and inquire about your progress."

Travis's jawline was stiff, and he was stunned.

He was just talking nonsense to cope with it. This person still wanted to rely on him in the future?

How could he, the dignified young master of the White family get mixed up with this kind of ruffian? And this person was emotionally unstable, and it was very likely that he will turn his back on him in the future.

Although he despised Luca very much in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and complied with his agreement well.

With such a big guy covering him, Travis was treated like an emperor in the detention room for only half a day.

Priority was given to using the toilet. When an officer came to deliver water and meals, he can give priority to drinking and eating. He can even pick a dry place in the corner where he can squat.

It was only half the afternoon that Travis began to be arrogant.

Being locked up was so boring and he didn't even have a cell phone. Dozens of men were either sleeping, or looking at each other, which was so bored.

Travis had a bad idea, "I heard soap picking is popular in prisons. I haven't seen it before." He pointed to the two thinnest-looking men in the room, "you two improvise for us?"

Luca immediately winked at others, and the two people who were picked by Travis were directly pulled up by the other suspects.

The two struggled and kept begging for mercy, "Mr. Luca, Mr. Travis, let me go! This kind of thing is too disgusting. I can't do it."