NovelEnglishChapter 186 Fight? No, Thanks "You all stand up right now! Stand up! Are you all useless?" Justin was practically hysterical as he yelled. However, no matter how loudly he shouted, none of the members sprawled on the ground showed the slightest inclination to stand up and face Daniel again.
"Stand up, you good-for-nothings, get up!" Justin made one last attempt, but it was futile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDaniel, hands casually in his pockets, watched with an amused expression and asked, "So, Justin, what's it gonna be? If you still don't want to move, I might have to hit you again. I've made up my mind today-to fully settle this issue. If you continue to resist moving out, then I'll just have to keep hitting you." "I... I'll move! I'll move out!" "That's a start, but that's not all. You also need to hand over the fifteen million in damages. Your club moves out, you payfifteen million, and we're even. After that, I promise I won't bother you anymore." "Where would I get fifteen million from?" "That's easy! If I keep hitting you, eventually you'll find that you have the fifteen million." With that said, Daniel pulled out his hand and slapped Justin across the face.
"Smack!" The sound of the slap sent Justin flying into a wall, making a crack as wide as a finger.
"Ouch, you country nobody!" Justin howled in pain. Daniel walked over to him as he lay there.
"What... what are you going to do?" Justin was panicked, the sting of the slap still fresh on his face. And the pain had him grimacing.
"Don't be scared, Justin, stop trembling. I'm just here to ask, move or not? If your answer is still that you won't move out, still won't pay the fifteen million, then I just have to continue." "Continue? Continue with what?" "Continue with the slaps! It seems you are quite sturdy. I'm sure you can take a few more smacks. So, I decided to give you a few more, consider it a massage. When the massage is over and you're feeling better, you'll know what to do." "How dare you..." Before Justin could finish his sentence, Daniel's hand smacked his face again.
"Smack!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat crisp sound was followed by Justin, who was slumped on then ground, flying through the air. He drew a neat parabola and crashed heavily against another wall. "Thud!" Another crack formed on this wall, this tas wide as two fingers.
Daniel, with his hands tucked in again, strolled over to Justin, smiling warmly. "Justin, move or not?"
That country nobody's smile was more terrifying than that of any devil. Justin couldn't fathom how a country nobody could have such strength in battle. If he still refused to relocate the club, he would suffer even more.
Although Justin was furious, he knew there was no point in enduring needless pain. He was at a disadvantage and it was best to om accept Daniel's terms for now. And he would not forget today's humiliation. This country nobody, Daniel, he'd make sure to settle the score. Justin would retrieve Windows Street one way or another. Even the fifteen million he'd have to pay out, he planned to claim back from The Matthews Organization-and when he did, he would make it fivefold.
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