Chapter 1098 How About You Look Into My Information


    Donald served this fat man fourrge bowls of pickled pigs'' feet before finally letting him go.


    With his face slick with sweat, the fat man was on hisst legs. Jonty even ran over to persuade


    Donald, “Buddy, I think that''s enough. Now that you''ve made such a big fuss, it''s going to be hard to


    calm things downter.”


    “Yeah! Just teach them a lesson will do. There''s no need to go all out on them.”


    Knowing that Jonty meant well, Donald still retorted, “What? Are you scared now?”


    This question irritated the former. “What do you mean we''re scared? We just think it''s unnecessary


    to escte things to the point of causing deaths. They''re nothing more thanckeys of Wilbur. If we


    have a score to settle, we should go directly to Wilbur.”


    Jonty was saying this as a piece of advice to Donald.


    However, these words were actually heard by Wilbur, who arrived.


    “Who''s looking to settle scores with me?” He swaggered in with his entourage from outside.


    Nn and Hugh each held a weapon in their hands, one with a knife and the other with a steel rod.


    The trio''s demeanor was as brazen as it could possibly be.


    “Wilbur, you''re finally here. Not only did this fellow hit my people, but he also said he''s going to take


    you down!”


    Valerie might not have many skills, but she sure knew how to exaggerate and embellish a story.


    The only reason she could thrive in this construction site was all thanks to riding on the coattails of


    Wilbur.


    Seeing her lean in voluntarily, Wilbur let out a sly chuckle and subtly groped her under the guise of


    offeringfort.


    Valerie was his sister-inw and was quite attractive.


    It went without saying that he only brought her to his side because he was hoping for something to


    happen between them.


    Even if Donald didn''t do anything to upset Valerie today, Wilbur would still find a way to show off in


    front of her, never mind that Donald was actually so arrogant and brash.


    “Oh my, who dares to act recklessly on my turf? Just stay back and watch how I deal with this brat.”


    After saying that, Wilbur took the initiative to walk to Donald.


    Seeing how miserably Donald had tormented the fat man, Wilbur knew that Donald was not to be


    underestimated. At the very least, Donald had to be incredibly formidable when it came to fighting.


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    Hence, from the very beginning, Wilbur never intended to go head-to-head with Donald.


    With a haughty expression, he looked at Donald and said, “Kid, where are you from? Tell me about


    it. Before we make a move, let''s y a game of revtions lest we unintentionally fight one of our


    own.”


    The so-called “game of revtions” was essentially both parties revealing their own backgrounds.


    Truly formidable individuals usually wouldn''t reveal such information, as there were only a handful


    who could stand at the pinnacle of this underworld circle.


    Thus, the moment the term “game of revtions” was mentioned, it appeared as if Wilburcked a


    bit of confidence.


    However, those who truly understood Wilbur would know that when he spoke of the game of


    revtions, it was a clear sign that he was already contemting murder.


    Wilbur himself wasn''t particrlypetent, but he had a widework of connections.


    In addition, he had a knack for dealing with people, so many of the prominent figures in Pollerton


    considered him a close pal.


    This was the source of Wilbur''s confidence.


    If something were to happen to him, it would be equivalent to something happening to half of the


    underworld bosses of Pollerton.


    Even if you''re tough, do you really think you can stand against half of the underworld bosses of


    Pollerton?


    Naturally, Donald knew what was on Wilbur''s mind.


    He, too, wasn''t in a hurry, casually pulling out a chair from the side to sit down.


    “I have no background, so there is no need to probe further. I have just one name—Donald


    Campbell. Since you''re so capable, how about you use your connections to look into my


    information?”


    “Motherf*cker, you really are cocky, aren''t you?” Wilbur took out his phone and pointed it at Donald.


    “If you''ve got the guts, don''t move. I''ll make sure you beg me on your knees in ten minutes.”