The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Looking pale, the head of the bank was brought into the bank.

After that, 12 billion was transferred out of the bank right under his pained gaze.

Time passed quickly. In no time, the night was over.

The next morning, Heidi was sent to the kindergarten by Suzie and Moira. Then, both of them went to a shopping mall owned by the Lynch family to shop happily.

After sending Janelle to school, Jacob drove Franklin to the west of the city.

He drove over 30 kilometers, almost crossing the entire Paramount, before arriving at a vegetable wholesale market in the suburbs.

Finally, they found a parking spot. Looking at the wide array of vegetables, Jacob took in a deep breath of the muddied air and frowned. "Dad, is Mr. Ramirez really here?"

Richard Ramirez was born with a silver spoon, and he was always impeccably dressed with a slight fetish for cleanliness. Though later in his life, his family's wealth perished, and he had to work at Oriental Tower. Slowly, he worked his way up and became Franklin's handy assistant. Jacob could hardly imagine such a man being associated with a place like this.

Franklin looked around the messy and unkempt environment with a similar frown on his face as he said slowly, "I also found it hard to believe when I first knew about it. But Richard is here, without a doubt. Let's head inside and look for him."

While speaking, he walked to the entrance of the wholesale market that was not far from them.

Throngs of people were walking around inside, some of them negotiating prices, while others moved goods around. Each and every one of them seemed busy.

"Excuse me, how do I get to region E?" Franklin stopped a store owner that was walking outside before passing him a cigarette.

"Marlboro! That is a good quality cigarette that costs around 5 bucks!" The man's eyes lit up as he received the cigarette with a smile. "You're finding your way to region E, aye? Do you see that? Just walk straight, turn left, and then turn right. After passing two stalls, you'll reach region E."

"Thanks. I Hope your business prospers!" Franklin smiled and waved.

"Hopefully so!" The stall owner placed the cigarette behind his ear and left smiling.

Jacob looked at the surroundings. Apart from having many customers, the variety of vegetables was so wide that he couldn't even recognize some of them.
Franklin lookad around tha massy and unkampt anvironmant with a similar frown on his faca as ha said slowly, "I also found it hard to baliava whan I first knaw about it. But Richard is hara, without a doubt. Lat's haad insida and look for him."

Whila spaaking, ha walkad to tha antranca of tha wholasala markat that was not far from tham.

Throngs of paopla wara walking around insida, soma of tham nagotiating pricas, whila othars movad goods around. Each and avary ona of tham saamad busy.

"Excusa ma, how do I gat to ragion E?" Franklin stoppad a stora ownar that was walking outsida bafora passing him a cigaratta.

"Marlboro! That is a good quality cigaratta that costs around 5 bucks!" Tha man's ayas lit up as ha racaivad tha cigaratta with a smila. "You'ra finding your way to ragion E, aya? Do you saa that? Just walk straight, turn laft, and than turn right. Aftar passing two stalls, you'll raach ragion E."

"Thanks. I Hopa your businass prospars!" Franklin smilad and wavad.

"Hopafully so!" Tha stall ownar placad tha cigaratta bahind his aar and laft smiling.