Chapter 26 King Of The Underworld

Derek nodded. “Alright.” With that, he started his car and drove off quickly.

All the ladies looked at each other in confusion. Who was this man, and why did Derek obey his orders?

After all. Derek was the king of the underworld in Nebula City. He had numerous underlings working under him, all of whom addressed him respectfully as Mr. Fleming. Many of the business clans had to humble themselves in front of him.

On the other hand, Alex was dressed very plainly, and quite frankly, he looked very much like a loser. However, Derek addressed him politely as Mr. Jefferson and deferred to his every need. This was the first time Derek did for someone.

Gazing at Alex’s side profile from the backseat, the ladies‘ hearts fluttered a little.

With his eyes focused on the road, Derek asked, “Mr. Jefferson, when did you arrive in Nebula City?”

“It’s been about seven or eight years ago.” Alex replied.

“Oh, that means you arrived just after I did.” Derek felt a little surprised. Alex hailed from one of the most prestigious families in Lumenopolis. As the oldest son, his status within the family was undisputed, and he commanded great respect in the Northern Territory. If he had already been here for seven or eight years, that meant that…

Derek glanced at him and understood everything at once.

He pressed. “Mr. Jefferson, are you leaving now because something has happened back at home?”

“One of my friends is in trouble, and I’m heading over to lend him my help,” Alex replied.

“Did he get into a fight with someone from the underworld forces? If that’s the case, one word from me will resolve everything.” Derek said, puffing out his chest in pride.

Alex turned to look at him. “You’ve done quite well for yourself these few years, Derek.”

Derek smiled cheekily. “I’ll have to thank you for saving my life and lending me some money eight years ago. With the one million you lent me, I arrived in Nebula City and worked as hard as I possibly could. I finally made it a few years later.”

Hearing this, the ladies in the backseat felt extremely startled. Had Alex really lent Derek a million eight years ago?

With inflation, that would come up to about five million in today’s money.

Was Alex some sort of big shot?

One of the ladies spoke up. “Mr. Fleming is the king of the underworld. There is nothing in Nebula City that he can’t solve.”

“That’s good, then.” Alex nodded approvingly. Back then, he had seen how tough Derek was. After saving his life, he gave Derek a million on a whim to see if he could make anything out of himself.

Back in Lumenopolis eight years ago, Derek had mixed with the underground crowd.

million he gave away so casually, Alex had accidentally created

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for saving my life back then, or I would

arrived at Grange Road and turned in to Woodgrove

crowd gathering around a kneeling man. The man was

an instant, Alex’s face clouded over.

standing in the crowd, one of the ladies exclaimed in surprise, “Isn’t

“Is he one of your men?”

“Yes. I don’t know what’s happening though.”

no need for you to show

do you take me for, Mr. Jefferson? Don’t worry, I’ll

men.

right–hand man. He was the big boss of Grange Road, and no one int the area dared to

friends. How was Derek going to settle this matter?

excited. It was time to see

Bob to warn him, but the car had already pulled up to the scene. Alex told him

the car rolled to

ten of them were gangsters that Bob had called in for

with his face completely covered in bruises. His clothes were muddy with footprints all over, and he looked as though

eyes were full of hatred.

this matter was simply a case

himself

his pretty counterpart stood next

looked at the kneeling

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was full of scorn. “So you’re this

who hit him?” Alex asked,

come, if you don’t help him pay his debt of 200 thousand today, I’ll beat you up too.”

a loud roar, Alex lunged forward to punch Bob in the

an instant, the smile disappeared from Bob’s face. He hadn’t expected Alex to use get physical. Quickly, he ducked

thrown too many punches to

a damning thud, his fist landed squarely on Bob’s

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