The Protector

“Haha. You are absolutely right. Nueve is nothing compared to you.” Levi said honestly. Francis Hicks’s imposing manner alone is superior to Nueve’s.

Levi sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of wine as well. He took a sip and said, “I can tell you firmly, Mr. Secrets. Five hundred million is not possible. But we can negotiate the price…”

Francis glanced at Levi. “I am a decisive person. Offer me a price then!”

Levi did not say a word. He raised his hand as well.

Francis was unsettled by that sight. “Are you kidding me? Fifty million? That’s not possible! I can consider if you offer me four hundred million!”

Levi grinned. “You’re mistaken, Mr. Secrets. It’s not fifty million.”

Francis stood up angrily. “Five million? You’re outrageous, Levi Garrison! Let me be frank. I do not care about Nueve. You will face the consequences if you infuriate me!”

down, Mr. Secrets. I am a sensible

assumed Levi was making a joke earlier. But Levi’s subsequent clarification

“I’m offering you five.”

inside the meeting room reached

Bam!

and yelled at Levi furiously. “Are you f***ing

Crack crack crack…

drew their bayonets in just a split

Tap tap tap…

same time, the door to the meeting room swung open. Over thirty men rushed into the

highly skilled and proficient in combat. Francis looked at Levi mockingly. “Have you never heard of me from Nueve? No one in the entire North Hampton has the guts to lay a finger on me. Even the most powerful Mafia boss, Jack Smith, has to pay respect to me! So how dare a nobody like you dares to make fun of me? You must be tired

of you. I am sincere in doing business with you. five is more than