The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 383 Taking Advantage The Panamera turned into the dead-end, and sure enough, the suspicious van followed right behind into the pitch darkness. However, the moon shone through, casting a dim glow over the scene.

At the end of the dead-end, Jessica slammed on the brakes.

Screech...

Beauty, who was sitting in the back without a seatbelt, lost balance and tumbled right into Daniel's lap, burying her head unintentionally.

When Jessica turned to look, she was fuming.

"What are you two doing?" Daniel flashed a mischievous smile, replying, "We're not doing anything! Even though you, honey, created such a great opportunity forand Beauty, neither of us did anything. At least I didn't intend to do anything. As for what Beauty wants to do, I have no idea." Beauty hurriedly lifted her head, glaring angrily at Daniel.

"Country boy, stop playing the innocent after taking advantage!" "What did I take advantage of? I'm not aware of any advantage I've had. In fact, I feel like I've been at a loss!" Daniel was just making trouble.

Screech...

The sound of brakes cfrom behind them. The van stopped abruptly, parked sideways, effectively blocking the narrow alley that was only wide enough for a single vehicle to pass.

The van door swung open, and a group of men in black suits stepped out. Leading them was a burly man with an unusually large head, known as King Head, a ruthless figure from New York's underworld.

This King was hired by Beauty.

Money makes the man.

In King's grip was a steel pipe, while a cigarette dangled from his lips. His cronies, too, each carried a steel pipe. Beauty had made it clear to King that they were not to kill Daniel, only beat him. A steel pipe would cause considerable pain and leave deep bruises but wouldn't take a life. So, King had chosen steel pipes for tonight's purpose.

Seeing King approach with his crew, Daniel stepped out of the car, hands in his pockets, casually asking, "Are you here for the cash, or are you after me?" King didn't answer but pointed the steel pipe at Daniel.

"Are you Daniel?" "Yes, I am Daniel!" "Somebody paid good money to break your legs. Get over here yourself, kneel down, and letdo the job." "Who paid you to chere?" "That's none of your business! Just chere and accept it! Otherwise, it won't be just two broken legs." "Can I at least know how much that scumbag paid you to break my legs?" "Ten grand." "What? Ten grand just for my legs? Aren't they undervalued?" "You f**king dare to talk back?" King gestured angrily to his subordinates.

"Go get him! Pin that country bumpkin down and give him a good thrashing. Let this fool learn the hard way not to mess with King." As the command was given, the men in black suits rushed at Daniel, their steel pipes ready to strike. Chapter 383 Taking Advantage The Panamera turned into the dead-end, and sure enough, the suspicious van followed right behind into the pitch darkness. However, the moon shone through, casting a dim glow over the scene.

At the end of the dead-end, Jessica slammed on the brakes.

Screech...

Beauty, who was sitting in the back without a seatbelt, lost balance and tumbled right into Daniel's lap, burying her head unintentionally.

When Jessica turned to look, she was fuming.

"What are you two doing?" Daniel flashed a mischievous smile, replying, "We're not doing anything! Even though you, honey, created such a great opportunity forand Beauty, neither of us did anything. At least I didn't intend to do anything. As for what Beauty wants to do, I have no idea." Beauty hurriedly lifted her head, glaring angrily at Daniel.

"Country boy, stop playing the innocent after taking advantage!" "What did I take advantage of? I'm not aware of any advantage I've had. In fact, I feel like I've been at a loss!" Daniel was just making trouble.

Screech...

The sound of brakes cfrom behind them. The van stopped abruptly, parked sideways, effectively blocking the narrow alley that was only wide enough for a single vehicle to pass.

The van door swung open, and a group of men in black suits stepped out. Leading them was a burly man with an unusually large head, known as King Head, a ruthless figure from New York's underworld.

This King was hired by Beauty.

Money makes the man.

In King's grip was a steel pipe, while a cigarette dangled from his lips. His cronies, too, each carried steel pipe.

Beauty had made it clear to King that they were not to kill Daniel, only beat him. A steel pipe would cause considerable pain and leave deep bruises but wouldn't take a life. So, King had chosen steel pipes for tonight's purpose.

Seeing King approach with his crew, Daniel stepped out of the car hands in his pockets, casually asking, "Are you here for the cash, or are you after me?" King didn't answer but pointed the steel pipe at Daniel.

"Are you Daniel?" "Yes, I am Daniel!" "Somebody paid good money to break your legs. Get over here yourself, kneel down, and letdo the job." "Who paid you to chere?" "That's none of your business! Just chere and accept it! Otherwise, it won't be just two broken legs." "Can I at least know how much that scumbag paid you to break my legs?" "Ten grand." "What? Ten grand just for my legs? Aren't they undervalued?" "You f**king dare to talk back?" King gestured angrily to his subordinates.

"Go get him! Pin that country bumpkin down and give him a good thrashing. Let this fool learn the hard way not to mess with King." As the command was given, the men in black suits rushed at Daniel, their steel pipes ready to strike.

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