
But the people who had come to attack Owen Foss seemed to have
fall into the whirlpool. They disappeared without a trace and as if
they never came.
Owen sat in the tea shop. The wounds on his face had dried up and were covered in scabs,
which makes it look more mature and tough.
"Palmer Group will definitely enter the northern market and no one can
blocking our way!"
The person sitting in front of Owen was a client who had just arrived. He was originally
came saying that he wanted to work with Palmer Group, but now
he has revealed what he is really here for.
"Hoho, the Palmer Group is really arrogant. But you can't decide
whether you can go north or not. Since you're in Bridgeport, then
you have to pass us first" said the man sitting across from Owen
with a cold voice. "You can reconsider the conditions that I
offer it to you before."
"If you miss this opportunity, you may not get
the others!"
Owen shook his head. "I'll say the same to you!"
Right after Owen said that, several figures suddenly appeared as fast as lightning.
After a few muffled voices, there was no one in front of Owen anymore.
"Brother Geoff, thank you."
Owen is now used as bait to lure everyone who
plotting against the Palmer Group.
These people were greedy, cruel and despicable. They want to get help
from the Long Group, and they also wanted to use this opportunity to
get as much money as possible from the Palmer Group.
All these people deserve to die!
In one day, the eight power groups disappeared completely.
Two days later, the other twelve groups simply disappeared.
Bridgeport people began to realize something was wrong.
So many people are trying to make trouble for the Palmer Group, but
Owen sat in the teahouse like a statue. He sat there with
confident and calm as usual.
There were some who really wanted to move but did not dare to arrive
now it's. They had sent many people to investigate what had been
it happened, but none of them came back.
"How could there be no news? Where did the Palmer Group come from?"
"We've lost a lot of people! Scott, they're all gone!"
There were some men sitting in the leisure club and their expressions were grim.
They all wanted to attack the Palmer Group as well, but their news came
it was a bit late and the others had beaten them. But in the end,
all those people are gone.
They thought that they had a chance, so they sent people
to investigate what happened, but there was no word from them after that.
It was as if these people were mud in the ocean, and never returned
to them.
Suddenly the main door was kicked open. There are some long shadows
standing under the light and they could not open their eyes because of the sudden
too bright.
"Who is it!" one of them shouted. "Do you know what this place is?
How dare you barge in like that! You asked!"
"The ones who ask for it are you."
Ethan walked in.
After two days, everyone who dared to attack the Palmer Group in a daring manner
instantly have done so and the wolves have dealt with them.
So now they are left with all those who have evil intentions
but not brave. Nor could they leave people like that.
The men's faces changed slightly when they saw Ethan. "Who are you!"
"Ethan Hunt," replied Ethan directly. "From Palmer Group."
"Palmer Group?!"
They all stood up when they heard these two words and their expressions
emphatically. They haven't made trouble for the Palmer Group, but the guys
from the Palmer Group come first?
They are really too arrogant!
Is the Palmer Group really indifferent to the various powers
Bridgeport's?
"Kill them!"
They give orders and dozens of men run out to attack Ethan.
But some of the figures behind Ethan are even faster than them!
They were like a pack of wolves looking for prey, aggressive and
ferocious!