Don Albert tore down the black cloth bags off their heads one by one.
Seeing more than a dozen men with different skin colors, he said coldly, "Since you are all agents, you should all come here proficient in Chinese. I will introduce myself to you. My name is Don Albert and in Aurous Hill, in this three-acre area, I have never been afraid of anyone except Master Wade. You guys are here, just like a dog raised by me, and you must obey my arrangements, otherwise, I have ways to make you better than dead!"
More than a dozen agents suddenly became nervous when they saw themselves in front of a huge iron cage.
One of them blurted out, "We demand humanitarian treatment!"
When Don Albert went up, he slapped his face, spitting, "F*ck you, you f*cking came to our site to be a thief, wanting to f*cking steal our things, and still having the face to demand. You want me to treat you humanely? I left you a dog’s life for the sake of you more or less a bird in the future. Thanks to Master Wade for sparing your dog’s life."
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