Chapter 360 Who Called The Police

“Mr. Jones!” Anthony called out.

The moment he heard the angry roar that came from the entrance, Anthony, who knelt on the ground after being slapped by Jonathan, seemed as if he saw his savior. He hurriedly yelled, “Mr. Jones, help me!”

“What are you shouting for?” asked Shawn upon hearing Anthony’s cry for help.

The former could not help glaring daggers at the latter. “What are you guys doing kicking up a fuss in the hotel lobby? Are you trying to revolt?”

“Mr. Jones, I-”

 

Before Anthony could explain the situation, the lackey behind Shawn whispered, “Mr. Jones, take a look at the fellow. Doesn’t he look like the guy we met at Shadow Dragon Pool, whose last name is Goldstein?”

“Oh, really?” replied Shawn.

 

As soon as he heard his lackey’s words, he shifted his gaze toward Jonathan.

“It’s you?” asked Shawn.

It was as if he recognized Jonathan with a brief look.

After all, the former was deeply traumatized by the latter.

Jonathan was someone who could massacre hundreds of soldiers of a private army with only a gun until they failed to fight back.

He was no human. Rather, he was a monster.

“Does this hotel belong to you?” asked Jonathan. He could also recognize Shawn in an instant.

Isn’t this the Mr. Jones whom I met at Shadow Dragon Pool?

Shawn

was afraid of Jonathan because he had no

and desolate place, even if Jonathan shot Shawn dead, no one would

that moment, the tables had

was in Jipsdale—his family’s

no longer scared

case, hurry up and get a room for me!” Jonathan had no time for Shawn’s nonsense. The

when

and yet you still dare to ask for a room? Jonathan, do you think this

killed hundreds

ashen upon

This man’s a murderer?

attitude toward Jonathan earlier, Anthony

difference to me?” Jonathan stared at Shawn indifferently and asked again, “I want a room. Are you going to get one

At Shadow Dragon Pool, I already gave you a chance to live, but I didn’t expect you to show up here.” With a sneer, Shawn continued, “You can’t stay in any of the rooms here.

his lackey by waving. “Call the cops!” he

“Yes!” answered the lackey.

Shawn’s command, the lackey picked up the phone

the police station? We discovered a terrorist at Jipsdale International Hotel. Please send some people over

to Shawn. “Mr. Jones, I’ve made the

replied Shawn,

did you kill so many people under my nose and

he would never meet

him a lesson. If not, I’m not worthy

flatly, “Escape? Why should I escape? It’s merely a few hundred drug dealers. I don’t care if I killed them,

few hundred drug dealers? He doesn’t care they

left the onlookers in shock. Their faces

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