Chapter 467 Low IQ

Kingsley furrowed his brow and asked, "What did he say?"

"He said that if you keep investigating him, he would... he would skin you alive."

Kingsley's face turned red with anger. Although The Anonymous wasn't an enemy, they were acting too boldly!

"Alright, got it," he said in a cold voice.

"For now, let's not provoke them. We'll deal with the spies from Empire of the Setting Sun first and then we'll take care of them!"

"Yes, Ares!"

Kingsley murmured to himself as he drove after he hung up the phone, "The Anonymous... is quite interesting."

It had been a while since he had encountered such a worthy opponent. Once everything settled down, he was determined to find out who this hidden figure really was.

With this thought in mind, he pressed down on the gas pedal and raced toward Cleapolis.

An hour later, he parked his car right in front of a coffee shop in the north of the city.


It was where Kenny had agreed to meet him.

When he arrived at the coffee shop, Kenny was already there waiting for him.

Three burly men were sitting beside Kenny. It was obvious that they were fighters working for Kenny.

The three of them had blue coiling dragons tattooed on their arms. The three dragons had different shapes, but all shared the same feature of not having their eyes open.

As soon as the four of them sat down, an invisible wall seemed to surround them and kept everyone at a distance.

As Kingsley walked in and headed straight toward them, the onlookers felt a sense of fear and shock. This young man has quite a bit of nerve! they thought.

Just as everyone was feeling uneasy, Kenny and his companions stood up from their chairs, respectfully bowed to Kingsley, and greeted, "Boss Nicholson!"

The others were left speechless and in disbelief.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized the seemingly weak and frail young man was actually the leader of these notorious figures.

Kingsley paid no attention to the strange looks from those around him, but the three individuals behind Kenny were scowling and giving sharp glares to the people nearby.

Instantly, everyone shuddered and quickly averted their gaze.

Several people were even scared off directly.

Kingsley sat on the chair and chuckled. "Let them look if they want to. Who asked you guys to get such exaggerated tattoos?"

The three burly men scratched their heads. "Boss Nicholson, you're right."

Kingsley lightly tapped his fingers on the table and asked Kenny, "So what's the situation?"

"Boss Nicholson, didn't your friend ask us to help stake out someone who owes him money?" Kenny asked.
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