The bald man was none other than the former tyrant of Orlando, Salvatore!
Salvatore had already been released from prison. Tim found him in Houston.
He didn't expect to hear Jordan being in danger as soon as he arrived in DC!
The hot-tempered Salvatore obviously couldn't tolerate this!
Salvatore yelled in Thai, "All of you, come with me to save Mr. Steele. I'll kill anyone who dares to stop me!"
"Yes!"
In front of the Hanks' home in Royal Mansions.
Jordan was now facing a few hundred people on his own, but he still didn't give up the urge to dash in.
As a sensible boss, he should wait for Tim to arrive before acting.
However, his daughter would suffer a second longer if he were to enter a second later!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jordan fought ten of them alone and managed to knock all ten of them down.
It was already the umpteenth "group of ten".
Clap! Clap! Clap!
While smoking a cigarette, Robb applauded and said gleefully, "Not bad, not bad, well done! Haha, another ten of you, fight him! I shall see how long he can last!"
Robb did not let these hundreds of people attack Jordan together. Instead, he sent ten at a time.
At first, Jordan was able to easily fight ten of them on his own, but as his physical ability gradually declined, he began to take blows from time to time while feeling extremely anxious about his daughter.
After thirty minutes, Jordan couldn't take it anymore. He fell to the ground with his hands against the ground, almost getting on his knees!
He had already defeated a hundred people, but he was almost drained of his physical energy!
"Carry these good-for-nothings away and send ten more!"
Robb sat at the side and ordered.
Soon, ten more people appeared in front of Jordan.
Jordan broke down when he saw that there were at least one or two thousand people behind the ten people in front of him!
Jordan knew he could not take out two thousand people by himself!
He stopped fighting and dashed towards the gate of the Hanks' home. However, he was stopped by the Hanks' henchmen.
"Let go of me! Let me in!" Jordan shouted.
Robb chuckled. "Hey, Master Steele, Warrior Steele, hero, why did you stop fighting? Keep fighting. I have more than two thousand people here for you."
"You want to go in, huh? That's impossible. Mr. Hank's home is not a place that someone of your status can enter."
Jordan was about to lose his mind. "I'll kill you! I'm going to annihilate Chris's family!"
Robb humphed coldly. "You don't know any better. Damn it, you can't even get in, and you still want to destroy Mr. Hank's family? Go eat some sh*t!"
"Brothers, teach this kid a good lesson. Mr. Hank said that the first group of ten to defeat Jordan will be rewarded $150,000 each!"
"Yes!"
Hearing the reward, these people immediately surrounded Jordan excitedly.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice sounded. "Who has the guts to touch my master?!"
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