There were more than just a lot of people. It was terrifying!
There were one hundred Lincoln cars and about four hundred well-trained soldiers. How could an insignificant Darcy Davis afford to offend him?
When the gangsters who received benefits from Darcy came to “work” and saw the situation, they quickly threw away their weapons. Nobody dared to make a move.
“Well, Mr. Davis, I have something to do, so I have to leave now."
“I have a little stomach ache, I’ll come back later."
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