Chapter 921 Tony
Donald dug his ear, somewhat annoyed, and said, “I''ve noticed that you people really love to boast.
Every time you''re on the brink of death, you im you can fulfill any of my wishes. Fine. In that
case, I want ten million now. I''ll give you half an hour to transfer the sum into my ount.”
After Donald finished speaking, he gestured to Ashton, who had been hiding in the corner. Only
then did Ashton dare toe over and wait for Donald''s instructions.
“Lend him your phone,” Donald said.
Hearing Donald say that, Ashton didn''t dare to ask any questions. He quickly handed his phone to
Grady.
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After receiving the phone, Grady initially thought Donald would keep an eye on him.
Unexpectedly, Donald sat back down at the bar and continued chatting with Tony.
“Where were we earlier? Oh right. You''re not just an ordinary bartender, are you? Who exactly are
you?”
Tony didn''t respond to Donald''s question. However, his movement of polishing the sses turned
slower.
Just as Grady was surreptitiously preparing to send a distress message to his leader, Tancred, a
thunderous noise erupted at the bar as if a bomb had detonated.
Everyone instinctively turned their heads to look behind them.
The bartender, Tony, seemingly out of nowhere, produced arge pair of shears and shed it at
Donald''s neck.
It was clear that Tony was nning a sneak attack on Donald, but Donald''s reaction was even
faster than he had anticipated.
Almost the instant the shears were drawn, Donald had already blocked his face with a stone rod.
The sharp de of the shears was less than three inches away from Donald''s neck, yet Donald
remainedpletely calm.
After sipping the freshly mixed cocktail, he casually said to Tony, “Your strength is notparable to
the person earlier. Your surprise attack failed, so you''ve already lost.”
Tony''s smile was bitter-sweet.
He was well aware that he was no match for Donald.
Still, he had to solve someone''s problem after epting their money.
Since he had taken someone else''s money, he was prepared for the possibility of retaliation when
he made his move.
With a flick of his finger, Donald sent a shock through the shears in Tony''s hand, causing the
incredibly sharp tool to shatter instantly.
Tony, now without his weapon, still wanted to attack Donald, but Donald didn''t give him a chance.
With a forward gesture of his right hand, Donald sent all the fragments of the shears flying toward
Tony. In the blink of an eye, Tony was pierced all over, resembling a porcupine.
“Mr. Campbell, what''s going on?”
Although Ashton was afraid of Donald, Tony had been working in his bar for such a long time that
he considered him one of his closest subordinates.
One admirable trait of Ashton was his strong sense of loyalty.
Donald could harm him, but it was uneptable for Donald to hurt his men without reason.
Donald nced at Ashton and said nonchntly, “He''s a mole nted by Tancred by your side. I''ve
taken care of him for you.”
“How could that be? I personally hired Tony, so how could he possibly be Tancred''s subordinate?”
“Really? In that case, do you know he''s a Penta Ste Warrior?”
“P-Penta Ste Warrior?” Ashton was instantly dumbfounded.
He first met Tony purely by chance during a fortunate coincidence where Tony saved his life.
But he never knew that Tony was a Penta Ste Warrior, let alone that he could fight.
Looking at the fragments of the shears on the ground, Ashton fell into deep thought.
He was no fool. The moment he thought of how arrogantly Grady hade to rece him, he
understood perfectly well that recing him was precisely what Tancred intended.
Tancred figured Ashton no longer had any value for him to exploit, and thetter was also unwilling
to cooperate with him in selling drugs on his premise. That was why Tancred had Grady bring
people over to cause trouble.
What he didn''t expect was that he would encounter a stroke of bad luck for running into Donald.