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!”

a sensible person. So how would I offer you

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

“I’m offering you five.”

meeting room reached its boiling

Bam!

the table and yelled at Levi furiously. “Are you f***ing kidding me? I’ll kill

Crack crack crack…

Hicks drew their bayonets

Tap tap tap…

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

one of these bodyguards is 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

not making fun of you. I am sincere in doing business with you.