The fact that Donald took out the two burly men the moment he made his move shocked Xandra and the other woman.
While backing away, Xandra said, “I'm warning you, punk. New Garden is Mr. Black's territory. Did you even consider the consequences before causing trouble at his place?”
Donald picked up the dagger from the ground and untied Amelia before saying to Xandra nonchalantly, “Amelia's an employee of Dragon Fide Corporation. Have you considered the consequences when you did this to her?”
“What a joke. So what if she's an employee of Dragon Fide Corporation? Is Dragon Fide Corporation more powerful than Mr. Black?”
Hearing that, Donald fished out a phone from the bald-headed man's pocket and tossed it to Xandra. “Go on. Give Mr. Black a call and tell him I'm waiting for him here. Tell him I'll make a police report if he doesn't show up in twenty minutes.”
As the manager of the massage parlor that had been in operation for many years, Xandra naturally had connections with Pollerton's police station.
However, that relationship only allowed them to do secretive things in the massage parlor. The matter could never be made public, or both parties would be humiliated.
Xandra could still suppress the matter if Donald made the police report outside of the massage parlor.
If he did it in the massage parlor, the police officers would have to check out the shop, which could turn the situation ugly.
Given no choice, Xandra dialed Marco Black's number and told him about the situation.
After hanging up, Marco said to Chester, whose arms were still in a cast, “D*mn it. You bring nothing but bad luck. That girl hasn't even taken any clients yet, and there's already someone causing trouble.”
Chester froze momentarily in his wheelchair.
“Someone's causing trouble? Who?”
“His name's Donald Campbell or something, and he's from Dragon Fide Corporation.”
Donald!
A look of hatred flashed past Chester's eyes.
He gritted his teeth and said to Marco, “Mr. Black, Donald's the reason why I'm in this state. If you avenge me, I'll give you the four hundred thousand I have in my bank account.”
Marco's eyes lit up at Chester's words.
Though Marco was well-known, he only had a few ways of earning money.
In the past, Marco would not be attracted by the sum Chester offered. However, it was currently more than enough to let him enjoy life for some time.
Moreover, all he needed was to deal with a punk. He did not think it was something difficult.
At that thought, Marco patted his chest and promised, “Don't worry, my friend. Our principles must still be upheld even when we're gangsters. That punk breaking your arms is equivalent to cutting off your finances. This is the biggest taboo in the industry. Not to mention he's brazenly causing trouble at my shop. He clearly has a death wish.”
Chester could not help but smile when he heard Marco agreeing.
Just then, Chester remembered something and said in a serious tone, “I think Donald practices martial arts. Maybe you should take a few men with you.”
“He practices martial arts?” Marco lifted his jacket, and Chester spotted a gun strapped at the former's belt.
“Is his fist faster than my gun? Don't worry. I'll make that punk get on his knees in front of you later.”
Marco was brimming with confidence, but he still brought twenty men into the van before heading to New Garden.
The first thing Marco did upon arriving there was to vacate the place.
He assigned five subordinates to guard the entrance and brought the rest to the third floor.
As soon as the door to the room on the third floor was pushed open, Marco's face turned purple with rage at what he saw.
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