Chapter 107 Who Dares Touch Her!
At the entrance of Flame Bar, Gerald’s eyes slowly darkened.
On the way to Flame Bar, he made two calls. One was for Leandro. From Leandro, he got Sterling Lam’s number, the person in charge of New Bank in Sacramento!
And then Gerald called Sterling!
Sterling was the head of New Bank in Sacramento. He was already the higher-ups of New Bank. Gerald knew this person. When New Bank gave Gerald the Diamond Card, Sterling was also there.
Gerald told Sterling about the matter of Keira. Right now, Sterling should be on his
way here
A person like Sterling was absolutely the top existence in Sacramento. If he came out, this matter
would be easy to solve!
Gerald considered the rules of Night Watch, so he tried not to expose his strength.
But now, as time passed, he was more and more worried about Keira’s safety. If something really happened to Keira, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
This matter was because of him.
At this time, the so-called rule, that Watchmen could not expose their martial arts in front of too many ordinary people, was not so important.
Armand looked at Gerald and said lightly, “Gerald, don’t be so shameless. I’ll give you ten seconds
to get lost!”
A cold glint flashed across Gerald’s eyes. At the same time, everyone felt that there seemed to be a terrifying aura rising from Gerald bit by bit.
“In three seconds, tell me where Keira is.” Gerald stared at Armand, his tone cold.
“Who the hell do you think you are?” Armand sneered, “Humph, today, I will teach you a lesson to relieve the hatred in my heart!”
A squeal of brake sounded.
At this time, a black car suddenly stopped at the door. Then, the door opened and a faint voice sounded from inside, “Armand, you dare to touch the people of my New Bank. It seems that the Cousy family really doesn’t want to stay in Sacramento!”
When Armand heard this voice, his expression suddenly changed. Then, a handsome middle-aged man in a suit with a full beard stepped down from the car. His eyes slowly swept over Armand.
Armand’s burly body couldn’t help but take a step back. His voice trembled as he said, “M… Mr.
Lam.”
Yes, the person who came was the person in charge of New Bank in Sacramento, Sterling!
Sterling’s eyes swept over Armand and finally fell on Gerald. Just as he was about to bow, Gerald
shook his head slightly at him.
When Sterling thought of Gerald’s identity, he stopped bowing. Sterling looked at Armand
indifferently and said, “Where is Keira?”
“This…” Armand hesitated.
Sterling nodded. “Okay, your Cousy family will definitely go bankrupt within ten days!”
Armand was shocked. He did not doubt that New Bank had such strength. The Cousy family’s
industry was quite large. This meant that they had to get some loans in advance from the bank. Once the bank broke off and chased after debts, there would be problems with the flow of money.
They might even be sued and put on the list of people who broke their promises.
This was not something that Armand could withstand.
As for Gerald, the cold aura on his body slowly faded away.
Armand gritted his teeth and said, “Come with me!”
In a private room on the second floor of the bar, the soundproofing of the private room was very good. Even though it was very lively outside, this private room was still extremely quiet.
At this time, many people were standing in the room. Keira was sitting there Her hair was a little messy She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.
Besides her, another person was sitting there.
This middle-aged man was wearing a black coat. He held a pipe in his hand and a fisherman’s hat on his head. The brim of his hat was very low. He crossed his legs and sat on the other side,
looking like he was watching a good show.
If one paid attention, he would find a red lotus on the man’s wrist.
Yes, this person was Blood Lotus’ Red Card Assassin.
He did not interfere in this matter. He just sat there and raised his head slightly to look over. When
he looked at Keira, he occasionally licked his lips and revealed a lecherous look.
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