\Chapter 370

After about a 45-minute drive, they arrived at the slum where Derek and Yasmin lived.

Outside, a woman in her 50s was busy processing newly collected waste at a scrap collection

center.

Xeno did not stop the car. In fact, when they reached the entrance of the housing complex, he even sped up.

“Mr. Hun… we’re already here,” Derek could not help but remind him.

Yasmin looked equally puzzled.

Nash, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced in the rearview mirror and calmly said, “We’re being followed.”

The siblings looked back, and their expressions immediately changed.

Concerned, Yasmin asked, “Derek, did you offend someone again?”

Derek responded sternly, “I work in the factory every day and rarely go out. Who could I have offended?”

“Enough… Stop arguing… You two stay here… Mr. Nash and I will handle those guys!”

Xeno said with furrowed brows.

The siblings immediately fell silent.

reached a deserted stretch of road,

a tattooed man wearing a black vest stepped

the vans, over 30

cold face. “Who are you?

at Xeno. “Mr. Hun, this has nothing to do with you. Stay out

Xeno. They were obviously a little

“The people in the car are my friends. None of

people in the

and then pointed at Nash. “We’re here

touched his nose, smiling. “And

man, growing impatient, waved his hand, “Attack! A reward of 500,000 for each cut. If

lure of 500,000 was too

and rushed forward without another word.

knocked down the front five attackers like an ancient

30 seconds, all 30 were on the

man that had a cigarette dangling from his lips

asked calmly, “Tell me, who sent you?”

they were from the bigger families or his enemies, they would have sent high-level warriors. He surmised that whoever sent these ordinary

man stammered, still in

his crew.

were over 30 of them!

off before he could finish

know a Ms.

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Nash frowned.

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