Wilson pulled out his phone and roared, "Garten, I'm not going down like this! I'll gather all my men now ifI have to!"
Old Brooks' said casually, "You won't get any signal in this hotel. Plus, I have hundreds of men standing guard outside, not even a single fly could fly out of here."
Wilson checked his phone. There was no signal!
Many of the thugs did the same, and it was no different. They were unaware that Old Brooks had instructed his men to install a dozen or more signal blockers before he came up.
"You have five seconds to reconsider your options. Once the time is up, I'll lodge these bottles onto your body..." Isaac crossed his legs.
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