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Chapter 132

    Chapter 132


    This scene immediately attracted everyone’s attention and they gasped in shock.


    “Holy sh*t! They’re all driving G Wagons!”


    “That’s so awesome… And menacing


    “What the f*ck is happening?”


    Meanwhile, Bucky seemed rather still as he turned to look at the their doors being closed.


    G Wagons–all of the same color, followed by the ms of


    Instantly, more than a hundred middle–aged men dressed in ck suits revealed themselves, all of


    them wielding a ck pistol.


    The one leading them all was a woman with a curvaceous body and pretty locks. She, too, was


    wearing the same sul: and had on a


    air of sunsses. She emanated a powerful temperament


    This woman was none other than Mya Dean.


    Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, while Bucky was bbergasted.


    His son, Dn, watched with his eyes wide open.


    The moment Mya walked over and snapped her fingers, all of the men in suits raised their hands and


    trained their pistols at Bucky and Dn. This left the father and son terrified for their lives.


    The crowd looked on, expressions of disbelief on their faces as if they were watching a scene from a


    movie.


    Despite how overbearing Bucky had been–how powerful he was inbat and in the underworld–he


    was now nothing more than a frightened man when all these pistols were aiming directly for him.


    Initially, Bucky thought of helping his son fool around with a girl since he had nothing better to do at


    home. He never in his life thought anything like this would happen


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    He could not figure out for the life of him just who in Swallowston would be capable enough of


    summoning more than a hundred armed men so publicly.


    This was something not even he himself would dare do, and he was now dumbfounded when it


    happened right before his eyes. Dn, who was being aired at, had already wet himself. He did not


    even dare utter a single curse despite how wet his pants


    had be.


    Bursting into tears, Dn trembled and asked, “Wh–What’s happening, Father? What’s all this?!”


    Bocky had no idea how to answer his son. He stammered as he looked at Adrian and said, “Y–Young


    man..no, sir! This… This is all just a misunderstanding. I–I didn’te here to start any trouble. I–I was


    just helping my son pursue your little sister, sir. 1-1


    Through his stutter, Bucky was trying to talk his way out of the situation by exining his actions.


    However, he soon realized he would get nowhere no matter what he said.


    Of course, he never expected the man he was going up against to be so powerful, especially when the


    latter was a huge big shot pretending to be a civilian


    Adrian remained as calm as usual after hearing what Bucky had said. He then turned around and said,


    “There’s no such thing as big shots in the world. Only dogs who aren’t afraid of death


    “You an


    and your son have the right to exin everything that happened, of course. But I have the right to


    choose whether I kill you two or not.


    “I’m afraid neither of you will be walking out of this ce if I’m not happy with what I hear.”


    Adrian suddenly released an invisible air of murderous intent as he spoke, causing Bucky to drop to his


    knees.


    Dn, on the other hand, had pants that reeked and were stained yellow from urine.


    None of the onlookers thought that the situation would suddenly take such a huge turn and that


    Adaline’s older brother was so powerful.


    Now on his knees, Bucky looked at Adrian and pleaded, “Sir, please… We’re in the same line of


    business… Can’t you find it in you to spare my life? If you do, I’ll be forever in your debt! Please, sir!”
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