Chapter 453
Ss had been searching high and low for Donald in Pollerton. He had raised Donald''s bounty up to
a million and had also seen his photo before.
Hence, Ss'' had a deep impression of Donald.
“I want to call Mr. Doyle now!” With that said, Henry grabbed his phone to make the call.
As he fished out his phone, his phone started to burn unexpectedly.
Meanwhile, Donald walked in and ignored himpletely.
“Catch him!” Henry roared. The next second, he dashed forward to Donald with eight of hisckeys,
and some of them even whipped out their batons.
Donald did not turn around and merely tapped his foot on the ground. Instantly, ayer of white
wave could be seen. Its impact was huge, and it spread across the ce like a surge.
About seven to eight men let out a scream as all of them flew backward and smashed against the
ss door.
ng''. The ss door broke and shattered into shards.
“There''s a pool table on the ninth floor. Do you want to have a matchter, Mr. Campbell?” Charles
and the rest were shocked upon witnessing Donald''s move. Nheless, he kept his cool and
asked in an ingratiating manner.
Donald was momentarily stunned.
“Okay.” He nodded.
Soon, they took the elevator and arrived on the ninth floor.
The ce was packed with big shots and powerful people.
Akio, the president of Pollerton Trantions, was also there. At that time, he was ying pool with
Ss.
There were three pool tables there. By the time they arrived, there was only one table left. The other
two tables were upied by some other yers.
Thump!
Ss hit the ball urately and sessfully pocketed a ball. Seeing that, Akio pped his hands
andughed. “You have great skills, Mr. Doyle!”
Ss shot a nce at Jeffery, who was at the table beside him and said, “Mr. Lysle has better skills
than me. He can score all the points effortlessly.” The gangster who was having a match with him
did his best to butter Ss up.
In the distance, Holton, Arnaldo, and the rest were sitting by the window while ying with their
phones nonchntly.
Ding!
Hearing the elevator''s sound, Ss halted his movement and looked out the door.
Charles walked out of the elevator while Ethan and his men followed closely behind.
“Finally, he''s here.” A wicked smile appeared on Ss’ face.
Nevertheless, he was startled when he saw someone following behind.
It was Donald.
Ss glowered at him and asked, “Donald, do you have a death wish bying here? What''s the
matter? Are you here to plead for mercy?”
Leaning on his cue stick, Ss narrowed his eyes at Donald.
Instant silence filled the room as everyone there watched the situation unfold at the side.
However, Jeffery was the only exception.
He gave Donald a nce and was disinterested in him.
Other than his good looks, I find nothing special about Donald. He doesn''t have a strong presence,
and his aura is pretty weak to me.
Unimpressed, Jeffery yed pool by himself.
Meanwhile, Charles nced at him with the cane in his hand. “Ss, go ahead and spit it all out. I''m
a busy man. I don''t have time to waste with you.
The bigwigs there were overwhelmed with shock to hear that.
Could it be that someone is backing Charles up? Otherwise, how dare he speak so brazenly?
Ss chuckled. A cold glint shed across his eyes as he gazed at Donald sinisterly. “I''ll get down to
business first. After that, I''ll kill you.”
Walking to another pool table, Charles said to Donald, “Do you want to have a match?”
Donald walked over to the table and picked a cue stick randomly.
Then, both of them started ying together.
Ss watched everything at the side with his eyes narrowed and started to ponder inwardly.
Could it be that both of them have someone powerful to back them up? Why are they so arrogant?
In fact, the big shots there shared the same thought too.
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Nheless, Holton and Arnaldo exchanged a smile, seeing the gloating look in each other''s eyes.
Poor Ss, do you even have any idea who are you facing?
It was at that moment Ss abruptly let out augh. He asked, “Tell me, Charles. Who is backing
you up? The Yund family? The Campbell n? Or is it the Freedman n? Who is it?”