“So what if there’s someone here? This grave is mine now. Here’s five thousand dollars as compensation for you poor losers.” The beer-bellied man took out his wallet and threw a wad of cash.
A pile of banknotes scattered in the sky.
Like falling leaves in a riot of colors.
Strikingly beautiful.
However, the man with the beer belly soon realized that not only did Robin not move, but the banknotes scattered in the sky didn’t even touch him, automatically avoiding him.
“You’re quite mysterious, trying to scare us?”
The beer-bellied man curled his lips.
“Dubin Blake, who are these guys? Why are they blocking our way?”
Behind the man with the beer belly, there were more than a dozen men, some of whom Dubin Blake had called, some of whom were responsible for carrying the coffin, and some were Dubin Blake’s men. In any case, there were many people.
Some seemed intimidating.
Being stared at by so many people, Dubin Blake, the man with the beer belly, walked discontentedly in front of Robin. He reached out a hand to put it on Robin’s shoulder, and as he did so, he said, “Is the money not enough? I can give you more, how about twenty thousand dollars? Don’t be too greedy, or else…”
As he spoke, there was a hint of threat.
However, the next moment, just as his hand was about to touch Robin’s shoulder, Jeff Reczek beside him moved. He grabbed Dubin Blake’s hand.
Then, with a snap.
“Ah…”
The hand was forcibly broken.
Then, Dubin Blake covered his hand, screaming in pain, his expression changing color because of the agony. He retreated and was eventually supported by a group of people.
“Damn it, you actually dared to break my hand.”
After a brief pause, Dubin Blake glared at Robin with eyes filled with hatred. He could tell that this man was the boss.
“Do you know who is buried here? Disturbing the peace of the deceased here, killing you wouldn’t be enough to atone for it.” A murderous aura emanated from Robin.
Pann had guarded the frontier for decades, dedicating more than half his life to it. He had died on the battlefield, but now, someone was here to disturb him. He couldn’t even rest in peace after death.
“Who’s buried here is none of my business.”
Dubin Blake cursed, “Do you know who I am? I’m Dubin Blake, the general manager of Westin Properties, worth millions of dollars. I’m quite a figure in North Town. With your pathetic appearance, you dare to stop me? I’ll tell you, I’ve consulted a feng shui master, and this location is excellent. Today, whether you like it or not, I’ll have it.”
“Go get him!”
With one command from Dubin Blake, a large group of people swarmed forward.
“What do you think you are?”
A voice rang out, and the next second, with a bang, Dubin Blake’s head was pressed down by Robin onto Pann’s tombstone. His head was struck hard, blood gushing out. Everyone was shocked, and so was Dubin Blake.
When did they get so close?
However, Dubin Blake immediately tried to resist, but he couldn’t break free. At the same time, he felt a murderous aura. It was then that a voice came from behind him.
“Let me tell you who’s buried here. Pann London, a soldier of Eastern Kisia. During his service, he killed 1, 482 enemies, was injured six times. He could have retired long ago, but he persisted to the last moment to defend the frontier.”
“Do you think you’re worthy to compare yourself with him?”
Robin’s voice carried some anger.
Dubin Blake was startled, but after all, he was the general manager of Westin Properties. Even in this situation, he insisted on saving face and gritted his teeth, “So what? He’s just a soldier, while I’m the general manager of Westin Properties, worth millions of dollars. How can we be compared?”
“Really?”
Suddenly, Robin’s voice became calm.
“Jeff Reczek.”
“Here.”
“Call the local military base and give an order in my name.”
“Yes.”
After the conversation, Dubin Blake, who still had his head knocked on the ground, burst out laughing, “You’re going to call the local military base? Do you know what rank the North Town military base is? Any random person dares to threaten the local military base, how arrogant! In your name? What do you think you are?”
This made him laugh.
He thought this must be a bluff to scare him. After all, he was a general manager and had seen a lot. A simple call could bring the military base personnel? What a joke.
No way.
“Heh, kid, let me go. You can’t afford to offend me. I’m the general manager of Westin Properties. With one word, you won’t be able to get by in North Town.”
Dubin Blake continued to laugh.
However, the next second, there was another bang.
“So noisy.”
Robin uttered two words, and Dubin Blake’s head was knocked on the ground again, blood streaming. Then Robin said, “Keep knocking, don’t get up.”
“You!”
Dubin Blake was furious in his heart, but this time he didn’t dare to get up.
He didn’t know if he could bear another hit.
“As for the rest of you, go clean up the area as punishment for disturbing my brother.” Robin looked at the remaining people and spoke with his hands behind his back.
They were certainly unwilling.
Then, Jeff Reczek made his move.
In an instant, this group of people, bruised and battered, started cleaning up the cemetery. However, Dubin Blake said to them, “Don’t be afraid, I’ve informed my brother. He’s an important figure in Westin Properties and will bring reinforcements soon.”
“It’s Harvey Blake!”
Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.
This beer belly had a significant background, which was his own brother, Harvey Blake, who held an important position at Westin Properties with a high status. One might say he was above all others. As long as this person took action, these guys would surely be dealt with. Sure enough, ten minutes later.
At North Town Cemetery, the rumbling sounds of engines echoed, followed by a fleet of Jaguars arriving. Dozens of them, quite imposing. Behind them was an excavator. Then, many men in suits stepped out of the cars, their aura intimidating. They lined up in two rows, and one of the men opened a car door.
With a clang, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothing, eyes filled with arrogance, stepped out of the car. He glanced at the cemetery and finally looked at Robin: “Kid, do you think you can mess with my brother Harvey Blake?”
“Brother, hurry up and beat him up.”
Dubin Blake, upon seeing Harvey Blake, was relieved, knowing he had been saved. His older brother’s status was so high that defeating a poor kid would be a piece of cake. “Your brother wants to dig up a grave here, but there’s already someone buried here,” Robin pointed at the spot where he was standing.
“What does it matter if there’s someone here? Burying my father here would be the greatest honor for him. Today, I brought an excavator, and no one can stop me,” Harvey Blake said confidently, surrounded by many bodyguards in black.
“Oh, and this guy said he would call in the military. Who do you think you are to call in the military?” Dubin Blake recalled the earlier incident and sneered.
However, just then, someone seemed to have heard something and turned their head, exclaiming, “It… it looks like… there are fighter jets coming… more than one… oh my god!”