Chapter 490

Philip furrowed his eyebrows, displeasure brewing ice-cold in his chest. In front of him were 30 to 40 men with over ten multi-purpose vehicles stopped before the hotel's entrance. The Andersons of the South River District had gone too far. Philip was infuriated. One Beacon Pharmaceutical and one investment of a billion yuan, and now he had to deal with this insufferable aftermath. Philip knew that none of this would have occurred without the help of someone more powerful behind the scenes. 30 to 40 men, each a thug with a bloodthirsty look in their eyes. They were either topless so that their tattoos were visible or clutching metal rods in their hands. It had been many years since the last local gang fight in Riverdale, let alone an intercity one. Especially fights where one of the parties all had 'fraternity' tattooed in red on their backs! "Holy sh*t! That's the South River District's fraternity!

Why are they here in Riverdale?" "Oh, God, what’s happening? Fraternity?

little too much. These were all foot soldiers nurtured by the fraternity. They were a group of die-hard followers with weapons meant to cause serious injuries! Noah's menacing smirk, though forced, only seemed to grow stronger as he took in the large gang Mitch

had shown exceptional execution in the private room? What could he do when faced with 30

was all his fault. Shaking his head dejectedly, he pulled Wynn, who had fallen into a daze long ago, and patted her fragrant shoulder. He

hide inside together!" Wynn was terrified. Shaking where she stood, her grip on Philip tightened. Philip shook his head and gave Wynn a persuasive look. "Don't worry, they can't hurt me. Wait for me, okay? I'll be right back." The corners of Wynn's eyes suddenly dampened. She

people on the other side. Clasping

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