Chapter 53 A Billion–Dollar Compensation

Over the past three years, the Black Panther Club had expanded rapidly, taking on quite a few.

apprentices. Therefore, Justin decided to occupy all the vacant buildings on Windows Street–now the. whole street was Black Panther Club territory.

Brittany walked into the club with Daniel in tow. No sooner had they entered than they were surrounded by a dozen disciples in black practice uniforms, led by their senior brother, Albert Mills, Justin’s only son.

Daniel glanced around; there wasn’t a friendly face in sight. Yet he kept his smile and asked politely, ‘Is

Justin around?”

“Who the hell are you? Who gave you the right to speak my dad’s name?” Albert threw the cup of hot

water he was holding at Daniel’s face.

Daniel didn’t dodge. Instead, with quick reflexes, he grabbed a scar–faced man standing to his right and hauled him in front of him. All the boiling water splashed onto the man’s face.

beet red, with the skin peeling off, as he covered his face with both hands and let out a

shocked. He pointed accusatorily at Daniel, “You jerk, you got some nerve! How dare

hot water

who threw

wasn’t you, then who was

maybe some dumb

left Albert red

you! You moron, you owe him for his medical bills and mental anguish. I’ll make it easy for you–a billion

don’t have that

“That’s simple.”

kettle? They were going to make coffee with it, but if you’re not paying

first.”

wash his face with this kettle, make him snap

in the Black Panther

from the left and the other from the right. They tried to grab his arms simultaneously–one going for the right, the other for the left. As they grasped his

into a

Crack! Crack!

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