“That’s good.”
After ensuring none was hurt in the company, Robin turned around to look at the gang. Eventually, his gaze fell on Elliott. “What do you want?”
He knew Elliott wanted to make trouble.
“What do I want? I dropped by for a visit. Elise was my classmate at university. We still have a friendship. Can I visit her? Those are my men. You can’t send us away.”
Elliott implied that Robin would be too rude if he refused to receive them.
If Robin behaved impolitely, he would do something.
“Drop by for a visit?”
Lifting an eyebrow, Robin replied, “Coincidentally, I also invited some friends. Shall I ask them to join you?”
“Do you also have friends?”
Elliott had a bad hunch. However, he didn’t believe Robin would have any helping friends. He chuckled in disdain, “Up to you.”
“All right.”
Robin pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
Five minutes later, Elliott ran out of patience and said, “Brat, how dare you call helpers! Are you really a simpleton? Can’t you see the situation clearly? Do you know who my friend is? He’s Rory Jonas, the gang leader of South Street. Seen those men? They are all Rory’s subordinates.”
Elliott flicked his hand, letting Robin see the over a hundred men in black behind Rory.
Rory pushed up his glasses, looked at Robin, and said arrogantly, “Give up your useless struggle. I’m not only the gang leader of South Street but also Mr. Fletcher Jonas’ nephew. Give up. No one can afford to offend my uncle in Stillwater.”
“Fletcher Jonas of Lamonia Security Company?”
Robin roughly knew who the man was, his hands behind his back.
Once, Doug mentioned Lamonia Security Company was the most prominent underworld organization in Stillwater. Max Berry was known as the best fighter in the company.
Externally, Fletcher was known as the wisest man in the company.
“Are you scared now? If you are willing to give me 400, 000 dollars obediently, I can consider leaving you alive.”
A murderous light flashed through his eyes behind the glasses.
In fact, Elliott only asked him to teach Robin a lesson and broke his arm or leg instead of killing him. However, Rory didn’t mind blackmailing Robin.
Usually, an ordinary man would be too frightened.
However, Robin curled his lips. “Do you mean Fletcher Jonas and y are of the same batch? In other words, you both are evil, right?”
“Of the same batch? Evil?”
Rory was taken aback, anger flashing through his eyes. “How dare you insult my uncle! Uncle Fletcher can end your life with just a single word.”
“Without him, I can also make you kick the bucket without using my uncle’s force today.”
Rory seethed with rage.
“Try me,” Robin replied calmly.
“You do have balls. I don’t mind trying it. Hit him!”
Rory flicked his hand.
Over a hundred gangsters behind him rushed towards Robin. Suddenly, they heard the motorcycles roar, so they stopped mid-step.
“What’s going on?”
They looked around.
With roars, several motorcycles ran out of the street corner one after another. The dust spread into the air. No one could tell how many of them had come.
At least several hundred were there.
Moreover, a group of Hummers arrived one after another, emanating a murderous atmosphere. “Swoosh!” They stopped.
Tall, sturdy men in black hopped off the vehicles.
Other hundreds of men with murderous looks got down.
“At least 500 in total.”
Watching the scene, Rory was soaked in cold sweats, wondering whose force had arrived and if they were friends or foes. He only brought 100 men over.
“Surround them!” a voice sounded from a Hummer.
“Roger!”
Those gangsters were different from ordinary ones. They didn’t have many tattoos. Instead, they looked determined and firm. After receiving the order, they wore fierce looks and immediately surrounded Rory and his men.
“Damn it! Who sent them?” Rory cursed.
Those newly arrived men evidently aimed at him and his men.
“Bang!”
A vehicle door was opened, and a tall, muscular man hopped off.
“It’s you, Doug.”
Seeing Doug, Rory exhaled in relief. He didn’t expect it was Doug of Donald Street. He had heard about Doug before but didn’t expect him to have so many subordinates.
Looking over at a bin with disdainful smile, he remarked, “I wondered who you had called. It turned out to be Doug. You know what? He dares not to offend me for my uncle’s sake.”
“Doug, you’d better go home. Don’t embarrass yourself.”
Rory was confident as he thought he knew Doug well. Doug couldn’t afford to offend him and would leave with his men immediately.
Elliott also chuckled.
Although Robin had called so many helpers, they would leave shortly after.
However, instead of leaving, Doug ignored Rory and Elliott, bypassed the crowd, and bowed at Robin. “Good morning, Mr. Bailey.”
“Good morning, Mr. Bailey!” the five hundred gangsters behind him also greeted Robin in unison.
Rory was always scheming, but he was shocked after hearing them. He didn’t expect Doug to politely greet the worthless live-in son-in-law.
“Doug, why are you so polite to this worthless guy? Are you out of your mind?” Rory walked up to Doug and asked in confusion and disbelief.
“Pak!”
Doug slapped him across his face when he was off-guard. When Rory returned to his senses, a big palm print appeared on his face.
“How dare you insult Mr. Bailey! You deserve it!”
Doug was tall and robust with a fierce look. Since childhood, he fought with others. He used a lot of strength when slapping Rory, so the latter had a baffled expression.
“How dare you!” Rory squeezed a few words between his teeth viciously.
“So what? I can kill you,” Doug retorted violently.
Since he had chosen to follow Robin, he wouldn’t change his mind.
Watching him, Robin could tell he had formed a unique temperament gradually. A few days ago, Doug told him he would like to receive training with his trustworthy subordinates.
Robin sent Jeff to help them.
Looking at Doug, Robin thought he had considerable potential. Since Doug had chosen him, he wouldn’t mind helping Doug more.
Lamonia Security Company? Yama?
Robin wouldn’t fear destroying this huge organization in Stillwater.