However, the dozens of black-suited thugs on the opposite side remained silent. They merely stared at the men in combat uniforms.
A little while later, the group of black-suited thugs formed a path. From behind them, a man with an imposing figure walked out.
Victor Bell.
At this moment, he walked out and frowned when he saw the jeeps and men in green uniforms.
When did Young Master Clarke mess with these people?
This was a big deal!
“Everyone, I’m sorry. May I ask what your reason for taking Young Master Clarke away is?” Victor was still polite. After all, he was just an underground lord in the Uppercreek area. Compared to these people from a combat squad, he was still far behind.
If this came to a fight, he would definitely lose. Thus, Victor restrained his emotions and held a tight grip over his men.
A man in uniform next to Junior Commander Weiss barked at Victor coldly at this moment, “You have no right to ask. Quickly get out of the way!”
Hearing this, Victor’s eyes froze. He glanced at the jeep Philip was in and said with a laugh, “That might be a little troublesome. You can’t just take the person in the car away so willfully. Even if you want to take him away, you have to give a reason.”
“A reason?”
Junior Commander Weiss, who had not said a word, sneered at this moment.
Then, he walked toward Victor in his shiny leather boots. With blazing eyes, he stared at Victor fixedly and asked gravely, “Are you asking me for a reason?”
Victor dared not make a sound as he looked at the man in front of him. Although his body was thin and slender, he exuded a formidable aura and gave off heavy pressure akin to a mountain. It caused Victor’s forehead to drip with cold sweat.
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