Chapter 383 Taking Advantage


    The Panamera turned into the dead-end, and sure enough, the suspicious van followed right behind


    into the pitch darkness. However, the moon shone through, casting a dim glow over the scene.


    At the end of the dead-end, Jessica mmed on the brakes.


    Screech...


    Beauty, who was sitting in the back without a seatbelt, lost bnce and tumbled right into Daniel''s


    lap, burying her head unintentionally.


    When Jessica turned to look, she was fuming.


    "What are you two doing?"


    Daniel shed a mischievous smile, replying, "We''re not doing anything! Even though you, honey,


    created such a great opportunity for me and Beauty, neither of us did anything. At least I didn''t


    intend to do anything. As for what Beauty wants to do, I have no idea."


    Beauty hurriedly lifted her head, ring angrily at Daniel.


    "Country boy, stop ying the innocent after taking advantage!"


    "What did I take advantage of? I''m not aware of any advantage I''ve had. In fact, I feel like I''ve been


    at a loss!"


    Daniel was just making trouble.


    Screech...


    The sound of brakes came from behind them. The van stopped abruptly, parked sideways,


    effectively blocking the narrow alley that was only wide enough for a single vehicle to pass.


    The van door swung open, and a group of men in ck suits stepped out. Leading them was a


    burly man with an unusuallyrge head, known as King Head, a ruthless figure from New York''s


    underworld.


    This King was hired by Beauty.


    Money makes the man.


    In King''s grip was a steel pipe, while a cigarette dangled from his lips. His cronies, too, each carried


    a steel pipe. Beauty had made it clear to King that they were not to kill Daniel, only beat him. A steel


    pipe would cause considerable pain and leave deep bruises but wouldn''t take a life. So, King had


    chosen steel pipes for tonight''s purpose.


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    Seeing King approach with his crew, Daniel stepped out of the car, hands in his pockets, casually


    asking, "Are you here for the cash, or are you after me?"


    King didn''t answer but pointed the steel pipe at Daniel.


    "Are you Daniel?"


    "Yes, I am Daniel!"


    "Somebody paid good money to break your legs. Get over here yourself, kneel down, and let me do


    the job."


    "Who paid you toe here?"


    "That''s none of your business! Juste here and ept it! Otherwise, it won''t be just two broken


    legs."


    "Can I at least know how much that scumbag paid you to break my legs?"


    "Ten grand."


    "What? Ten grand just for my legs? Aren''t they undervalued?"


    "You f**king dare to talk back?"


    King gestured angrily to his subordinates.


    "Go get him! Pin that country bumpkin down and give him a good thrashing. Let this fool learn the


    hard way not to mess with King."


    As themand was given, the men in ck suits rushed at Daniel, their steel pipes ready to


    strike.