The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1509

Chapter 1509 

Quincy gnashed his teeth and said, "Hey, did you hear what I sa—"

"Hey, you.That woman over there.Stop it right there."

Before Quincy could finish his sentence, someone appeared and interrupted him.

A group of people surrounded them, and aman wearing a mink coat emerged from the crowd.

He was holding a cigar between his fingers as he lifted his eyes to look at Saydie.

"You’re quite a good fighter.Do you want to join our club and become one of our fighters? I assure you that you’ll get more than $ 160,000."

Most of the fighters had a sponsor to back them up.

After all, some of the wealthy people treated wrestling as some sort of gamble.

The more they bet o n their target, the more money they would make once they one.

Saydie had defeated all of her opponents today, so it went without saying that they would come and try to persuade her to join their club since she was such a good fighter.

Saydie glanced at him indifferently and said, "I’m not interested."

She was interested in wrestling but did not plan to venture into the world of wrestling.

After all, wrestling was a form of entertainment for her to relax.

It was not something that was worthy of her to risk her life.

She might accept the offer if she hadn’t come across Maisie as she needed to feed herself.

The man’s face sank as he said, "Are you looking down on us?"

Quincy did not want to cause big trouble, so he smiled and tried to ease the tension in the air.

"Sir, starting a new year with a fight isn't good, so why don't all of u s take a step back and chill out?"

"Shut the f*ck up, you d*mn four eyes.No one wants t o chill out with you.All I want is her, and I don’t accept a no as an answer!"

The man raised his voice a n octave, and his men took a step forward.

Quincy removed his glasses and pulled the microfiber napkin out of his pocket to wipe his glasses.

Without lifting his head, he said, "Are you really sure about that?"

"You want to play the hero, huh? It seems like I need t o show you who’s the boss here."

The man took over the lighter handed by his men and lit up his cigar.

Then, he barked out his order, "Go get him."

The men who surrounded them closed in on Quincy.