Miles was a veteran in the market. It was no surprise that he could accurately grasp what kind of person Parker was.

Sure enough, Parker sounded extremely pleased with himself at Miles’ flattery and boldly announced, “All right! I’ll keep you safe for a few days since you paid us so well.”

“Not to brag, but I can promise you that no one will be able to even come close to you while you remain in the Black Tiger League!”

“Thank you, Mr. Parker. Thank you, Hellhound. Here’s a toast to us!”

Miles was overjoyed as he thanked them profusely.

The trio chatted merrily as they exchanged a toast.

They were, however, quickly interrupted by a rush of footsteps out the door.

A young man in a black T-shirt rushed in.

“Something’s wrong, Mr. Parker. There’s someone…outside…”

Parker seemed displeased as he set down the wine glass in his hand.

Hellhound smacked the younger’s head and rebuked, “Do you not see that Mr. Parker is busy with something right now?”

“Who cares if someone is outside? Whoever is outside can wait even if the sky collapses!”

man was obviously a mere grunt of the Black Tiger League. He

trepidation, “Mr. Parker… They insist that you

package? Just a mere package scares you

Parker frowned.

sir. The package…is dripping

man was choking from

“What? Blood?”

shared a look. Something

this man

Parker bellowed.

“Yes, sir!”

off his forehead

for him to return with a man in a black

soon as the man entered, he had

out, staining the surrounding carpet crimson as soon as it

gave the black box a death stare.

black turban reached out and lifted

closest couldn’t help

he saw had him

It’s

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