Chapter 31 Master Eight


    Chapter 31 Master Eight


    "Alright, I''ll give you a chance!" Egbert said. "If you can knock them off, all my people here, I''ll give


    them the price difference. Of course, if you fail, they won''t be able to stop themselves and I can''t


    guarantee what kind of harm they will cause to you!"


    "I''ll give you a chance too!" Billy put down his teacup and looked at Egbert. "Tomorrow morning, you


    personally go to themunity and apologize door-to-door, then make up the money, I will let you


    off this time. How do you feel about it?"


    Egbertughed out loud and said, "Interesting, it''s been a long time since I heard someone say ''let


    me off the hook'' like that for me!"


    After speaking, he stood up and walked to a nearby chair, then beckoned to his men and said, "Get


    started! Don''t let them die."


    Then, dozes of men rushed to Billy and Casey with weapons.


    "Too bad, you made the wrong choice!" Billy shrugged his shoulders.


    Before he finished his words, Casey had already moved.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    In less than three minutes, Egbert''s meny down like ripe lobsters, howling in agony. Sweats


    dripped down Egbert''s forehead, and his face twisted in shock. At the same time, he flicked his wrist


    and the cigar fell onto his pants, making a sizzling sound.


    "Who... who are you?" He swallowed hard and trembled as he looked at Casey after shaking off the


    ash from the cigarette butt. He couldn''t help but be shocked. In just over two minutes, all fifty people


    had fallen. He had never met someone as capable as Casey in the underground world of Ozin


    before. He wasn''t stupid and thus he realized Casey was not an ordinary person. His heart couldn''t


    help but skip a beat. Did he provoke someone today?


    "So? Do you want to call for backup? I can wait for you!" After Casey returned to his seat, Billy


    looked at Egbert and spoke calmly.


    Egbert took a deep breath before speaking up. "We don''t have to be enemies just because we


    haven''t met before. Can we be friends instead?"


    "If you don''t call anyone else, then go back and prepare your money! If I don''t see you in the


    neighborhood tomorrow morning, yourpany won''t survive!"


    "It''s better to leave some room for ourselves so that we can meet againter on friendly terms."


    Egbert took another deep breath before speaking again in a low voice.


    "It looks like you''re still not convinced?" Billy interrupted him impatiently. "Don''t waste my time


    anymore! Call whoever you want within half an hour!"


    It had been a long time since someone had ignored Egbert like that. After a brief pause, Egbert


    said, "If that''s what you want, then so be it!"


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    He then pulled out his phone and dialed a number. When the call connected, he spoke into the


    receiver.


    "I don''t think you two are from Ozin, are you?" After hanging up the phone, Egbert regained some


    confidence and turned to Billy and Casey.


    "Is the call over? Just wait on the side while we eat. Don''t disturb us." After speaking, Billy shouted


    loudly at the crowd of people watching from afar, "Waiter, bring our food!"


    "Arrogant bastard! I hope you can still be this arrogantter!" Egbert murmured.


    Time flew by quickly; half an hour passed in no time at all and Billy and Casey had filled their


    stomachs. Suddenly, someone were approaching the door with chaotic footsteps outside. Twenty or


    so people walked in. The leader was a middle-aged man about Egbert''s age and he looked strong


    with sharp eyes that emitted an aura of violence. He was Master Eight, whose real name was


    Damon Arnold. When he was young both of his hands were cut off one finger, which earned him his


    nickname-Master Eight.


    Compared to Neal from Cloud City who they met earlier today, Master Eight far surpassed him in


    terms of strength. Following closely behind Damon was a lean old man with full cheeks, deep-set


    eyes, and a fierce aura that indicated he was no ordinary martial artist. This old man was none


    other than Ezio Andrews, Damon''s top fighter and the reason why Damon could sit on the throne of


    Ozin''s underground emperor. After the lean old man came Damon''s four trusted subordinates. They


    were all muscr and powerful.


    In addition to these twenty people who had entered the restaurant, there were also nearly three


    hundred people outside holding knives and sticks with an imposing aura.


    "Master Eight!" Egbert''s eyes lit up when he saw Damon. He quickly stepped forward to greet him.


    "Thank you foring in person!"


    "Egbert, who has the guts to mess with you?" Damon scanned Billy and hispanion before


    asking.


    "They''re unfamiliar faces from out of town." Egbert responded. "They seem skilled."


    "Oh really?"


    Damon approached Billy and Casey with Egbert and sized them up. "Damon Arnold, who are you?"


    "Don''t you y on both sides of thew?" Billy ignored Damon and walked to Egbert. "That''s all you


    got?"


    Damon pulled a long face since Billy directly ignored him.


    "You''re called Damon?" Billy turned his attention towards him instead of responding to Egbert. "Are


    you sure you want to get involved in this mess?"


    "Egbert is my sworn brother, his concerns is my concerns. What do you think?"


    He hadn''t paid much attention to Billy earlier but now he sensed an extremely dangerous aura


    emanating from him-one that only someone who had crawled out of a pile of corpses could


    possess. He had once befriended a mercenary leader, but Billy appeared more intimidating than


    Damon''s friend.


    "Have you thought it through?" Billy looked Damon up and down. "Let me give you some advice,


    once you make a move, there''s no turning back!"


    "My friend, I can see that you have good taste. If you''re willing to do me a favor, I can act as an


    intermediary. What do you think?" After some consideration, Damon spoke up.


    He didn''t get to where he was today by being reckless and impulsive. He could now be one 100%


    certain that Billy and hispanion had been through countless battles and emerged victorious.


    The fact that they could maintain suchposure in front of so many people was something only


    extraordinary individuals could achieve.


    Although he was the underground kingpin of Ozin, he didn''t want to make enemies with people like


    them unless it was absolutely necessary.


    "Is that so? How do you n on being our intermediary?" Billy smiled faintly.