Chapter 917 A Person Of Status

“Mr. Campbell, it was you who established the rule against drug dealing in Pollerton. I wouldn't dare engage in such activity, even if I had a hundred times the courage!”

Ashton extended his right hand for Donald to see as he spoke.

Only four fingers were left on his hand.

“Mr. Campbell, I joined Razor Gang just to make a living. As you know, uneducated people like me don't know how to do business, too. All I know is fighting and killing, but I wouldn't dare to break any of your rules. This finger of mine was chopped off by my boss when I refused to sell drugs for him. I, Ashton Brunner, swear to the heavens that I'll die a horrible death if I have ever touched drugs.”

Seeing the agitated look on Ashton's face, Donald knew that the young man didn't have the guts to lie to him.

After some thought, he said, “All right, get up.”

Upon seeing that Donald believed his words, Ashton felt a sense of relief, as if he had just survived a catastrophe.

sweat. He wouldn't know what to do if Donald truly

been talking behind my back? It almost cost me

taken it to heart if an average Joe came accusing him of selling drugs. He would've just laughed it

he was selling drugs, which was akin to handing Donald a knife so he

Ashton a glare. “Why? Are you

I wouldn't dare to harbor such thoughts. I'm just thinking of

you're free to make money as you

forces in Pollerton, there has indeed been a period of

cr*p! I'm simply asking who is your boss

and said hesitantly, “My boss' name is Tancred Zobek. He's quite well-known in the business circles of Pollerton. The second-in-command is called Grady Quinlan. He's a ruffian just like me. However, he used to be an underground fighter, rumored to be some sort of

filled with disdain upon hearing

a war god meddle in such shady business? It's

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