Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Furthermore, the tattoo of Firewolf Chamber of Commerce’s logo on Stallion’s arm revolted Casper.

“Haha, you’re really something! Take the money out and show us, then! If you’re lying, don’t blame me for what I’m going to do to you next!” Stallion hollered, laughing so hard that tears were running down his face. At that moment, however, Stallion paused and waved his lackeys over, who proceeded to surround Casper. Several youths were already brandishing their fists, ready to strike at the first hint of Casper’s failure.

“Don’t worry. I’ll pay every cent. You’ll have to answer a few questions first, though,” Casper replied.

He pointed at the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce tattoo on Stallion’s arm, then fixed Stallion with a piercing gaze.

“Do you know what that is? It’s the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce’s logo! Only someone of significant standing within it like me would have it. Why are you asking about it?” Stallion proudly declared as he rolled up his sleeve to exhibit the tattoo. A look of suspicion, however, soon crossed Stallion’s face.

“Nothing much. Someone else I know named Tyson has a similar tattoo on his arm. Do you know him?” Casper asked.

“He’s my bro… Wait, are you going to pay up or not? What’s with all these sudden questions? I’ll beat you up!” Stallion yelled aggressively. He was convinced that Casper was merely trying to distract them from the present situation. After all, Stallion thought they’d wasted too much time at the restaurant. He should have been out at the nightclub partying with his ill-gotten gains long ago.

Tyson was, in fact, only an acquaintance of Stallion’s. However, Stallion had no qualms borrowing the fearsome name of Tyson and the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce to facilitate his collection of the protection money.

“Stallion, stop being such a bully. Even if your father is the Boss of this area, there’s no need for you to barge in here trying to prove yourself. Steed told us before that he wouldn’t collect protection money from our stall,” Larry said.

Growing up, Stallion had heard from his father about the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce’s dominance. Even Steed himself was not exempt from deferring to that gang. Stallion had thus liberally used the Firewolf Chamber of Commerce’s name to coerce protection money from the business owners in his area.

At the mention of his father, Stallion’s face immediately grew thunderous. He glowered at Larry, roaring, “Old man, are you looking for trouble? Do you think that bringing up my Dad’s name will make me think twice? I’ll collect the protection money any way I want!”

He raised his fist and hurled it vehemently at Larry’s head.

Before Stallion’s fist could land on its intended target, however, Casper had seized Stallion’s forearm with an iron grip. Try as he might, Stallion found himself unable to break away.

“Weren’t you asking for money? Why the need to resort to violence?” Casper demanded. He flung Stallion’s arm away and flashed him a wry smile. “Here, take the money and get lost!”

As he spoke, Casper fished out a coin from his pocket and flicked it towards Stallion.

Thinking that it was a valuable object, Stallion raced forward and caught it excitedly. His face, however, turned purple with wrath when he saw that it was a single coin.

“How dare you trick me? The rest of you…” Stallion spluttered, apoplectic. Before Stallion could issue the rest of his command, however, he abruptly felt his body being propelled into the air.

Moments later, Stallion landed in the heap of rubbish by the

the kitchen that had been dumped

muttered to himself inside the restaurant. He brushed off his hands and peered at them

first to recover his

Stallion’s nose, and the

hands on

of youths whipped themselves up into a frenzy. Impulsively,

as she saw the youths fast

individually with a single kick or blow before they even had the opportunity

rolling about on the floor, clutching their sides and

Stallion with you! Let me have my supper in peace!” Casper announced, surveying his defeated opponents with

restaurant helter-skelter. As they passed Stallion, who still lay in a heap on the trash, they

never let this matter rest! Let’s go!” Stallion cried in a hoarse

he would never cross paths

of witnessing Stallion, that arrogant brute, humiliated

to seek revenge,” Larry said worriedly. He

back, but he’ll vent his anger on Mr. Langston!” At the mention of revenge, the thought

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