Brodie regarded Anthony for a while. “Who’s he? I’ve never seen him.”
“I think he looks familiar, but I forget where I’ve seen him.” Jordan typed on his phone.
Brodie said with edge, “I don’t give a shit about him. Grace, where have you been these days?”
“None of your business.” Grace crossed her arms against her chest, ready to get on her car and leave.
Brodie wouldn’t let go of her so easily.
“You don’t need my money? Then I’ll take it back with me.” Brodie was about to walk back to his car.
When Arlo got off and pointed his gun at Brodie. “Dude, Give me your car key, please.”
Brodie was scared. “I’m from the Moore family.”
“The car key, now!” Arlo repeated.
“Don’t you ever think there are no bullets in my gun.” Arlo grinned and was about to pull the tricker.
“Here you are.” Brodie hastily handed the car key to Arlo.
“Bro, could you please move away the gun. I’m afraid it’d go off accidentally…” Brodie swallowed hard.
“And your money, too.” Arlo got surprised that he could get a large unexpected sum of money.
With all the money he’d got, he could even go aboard now.
“Not happy with that?” Arlo asked Brodie coldly.
“Of course not. My life is worthier.”
Brodie instantly dropped the bag of cash.
Arlo gave the car key to his men and said, “Drive that car and take the money with you.”
Anthony enjoyed the scene with schadenfreude, not wanting to flee.
Arlo returned to the car and said with a satisfactory smile, “I thought you’d run away.”
“Of course not. I’m afraid of your gun. Besides, I’m trembling with terror, and my legs are too soft to move.”
“Come on, be macho!” Arlo looked at him with disgust.
“When will you release Aria?” Boss Lam asked.
Boss Lam was so bald that he was dare to walk toward Arlo without any weapons.
“If your men don’t chase after us in twenty minutes, I’ll set her free.”
“Okay. I believe you. You’d better not mess around with me, or I’ll tear you into pieces.”
Arlo didn’t give a shit and ordered, “Let’s go.”
Anthony started his car and they left.
Boss Lam’s face was filled with devilish expression. “Are they done with the traps?”
“Yes, Boss! They won’t get away with it as we’ve got our men at each crossroad waiting for them.”
“Good. They’re so fucking cunning that they didn’t drive their own cars. Shit! Our trackers placed in their cars are useless now.”
Boss Lam shook his head. “Why do I feel Arlo is so familiar?”
“Also, it seems he knows me well.” He tried to recall something but failed.
The car had moved only five minutes when Arlo suddenly ordered, “Stop and turn left.”
“Into the Hutong?” Anthony asked.
“Yes. Here we go!’
After they were in the Hutong, Anthony found there were a row of motorcycles at the end of the Hutong.
“Dude, you’re free to go now.”
Arlo waved at Anthony. “But you have to leave your car here until tomorrow.”
“Why?”
“Because of this!” Not wanting to explain the reasons, Mustache pretended to take out his gun to scare Anthony again.
Suddenly, Arlo was appalled.
Where was his fucking gun?
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