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Chapter 1964

"Look, my men have arrived."

Sean said casually, his tone so nonchalant.

However, the bearded man could not smile, nor could any of his lackeys.

Their faces turned pale as their heads were covered in sweat, and some even dropped their weapons.

Was this a joke? There were only 50 of them, but there were hundreds of them!

How could they fight them?

What f*cking fight?

Benji and his beautiful female secretary, Amelia, walked up to Sean. Benji gave Sean a military salute as everyone

watched.

"Commander, I've assembled the troops. Please give us the instructions!"

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Sean nodded, looked at the 50 or so gangsters, and said with a smile," Disarm."

As soon as Sean spoke, Benji turned around with a swoosh, pointed swiftly at the gangsters, and shouted, "Disarm

all of them!’

"Yes!"

With 100 security guards approaching, the circle got smaller. Over 50 gangsters in the middle kept shrinking toward

the center. Soon, the gangsters squeezed against each other, and there was hardly any room to stand.

"Drop your weapon!"

"Drop your weapons, raise your hands, and surrender!"

"Drop your weapon, or well attack!"

The security guards shouted, making the group of gangsters paler.

The bearded man promptly dropped his weapon, and the other gangsters did the same by throwing them to the

ground.

"Who are you?"

The bearded man asked, looking at Sean in shock.

"I'm someone you can't afford to mess with."

Sean said slowly.

The bearded man's expression grew grimmer when he heard this, and he clenched his teeth and said, "We lost

today. I'll admit defeat! Tell me, what will it take for you to let us go?"

Looking at the bearded man before him, Sean could not help but admire him slightly.

The bearded man looked burly and careless, but he was careful and evaluated the situation well.

Knowing his men were no match for him and would only suffer if they continued putting on airs, he immediately

admitted defeat and behaved humbly. He would probably make a good soldier if he enlisted in the army.

"Your men smashed my hotel and scared my staff, so you have to compensate us."

Sean said and counted the female attendants in the lobby.

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"There are 20 attendants you've frightened. It's not too much to ask you to pay 10,000 per person for mental

damage, right?" Sean asked with a smile.

"It's not."

The bearded man nodded immediately.

A mental damage compensation of 10,000 dollars per person, so it was only 200,000 dollars for 20 people.

Two hundred thousand was not much.

However, Sean went on to say, "My hotel's reception counter is made of fine marble imported from Americana that

cost 200,000 dollars. My lobby floor is tip-top tiles costing 300,000 dollars. My hotel walls are painted with premium

paint costing me half a million dollars. Hmm, including the tables and chairs you've smashed here... That's about

600,000 dollars.

"So that's 1.8 million in total.

"Pay now, or forget about walking out of my hotel."

Sean said and calmly looked at the bearded man.

The bearded man was covered in cold sweat.

1.8 million was too much.

However, the group of over 80 men could forget about walking out of there if they did not pay up!

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