
That loud slap made Gus Thompson and the others want to move.
But they did not dare as they were surrounded by thirty wolves.
Gus Thompson knew very well that if they moved, then none of them came out of here in one piece.
So Nicolas had to suffer this humiliation.
Five bright red finger marks on his face made Nicolas widen his eyes. He never thought that he would face such humiliation after returning to Greencliff.
He wanted to retaliate and even wanted to kill Tom Foster. But he can't move at all now.
"Return my words. Don't go back to Greencliff."
Tom Foster mocked. "There is an order here that no one else should bother. Anyone who tries to interfere will completely cut off your hand!"
He then turned and left.
When he reached the door, he used his usual voice to say, "As a small punishment for offending the Big Boss, let's break his last good foot."
There was a cry of blood that coagulated after he finished saying that.
Shortly after that, a truck intended to transport pigs would drive along the highway and stop in front of the next city boundary marker and throw more than ten people covered in pig droppings out of the vehicle.
The truck drove away, leaving Nicolas and the others wallowing in humiliation and screaming for help.
……
In just one night, Greencliff seemed to have experienced an earthquake.
All illegal hoops have been washed clean.
There's a big stack of documents on the mayor's office desk, all evidence against Rodney Davis and the others. The mayor only managed to hit his chest and exhaled deeply at 3am.
"What extraordinary person has managed to do what we haven't been able to do for years in one night?"
He was sure that there must be a great effort that helped them secretly resolve this matter. But they could only watch and wait to see what happened next.
At the very least, Greencliff's illegal circle will become more stable and regular for now.
The mayor was rubbing his temple when his secretary came in.
"You should rest early. You still have to attend two donation ceremonies at two primary schools" his secretary said with concern. "There's a growing number of businesses making generous donations recently, so this is a good thing."
There were a lot of people who couldn't sleep that night.
Including Dian.
He lay in bed. The dim light from the outdoor street light shone through the thin curtains and entered the room, and landed right in front of Ethan's mat.
He continued to stare at this man in a daze.
It's been almost two months since Ethan first appeared.
But the shock and shock he had given her in these two months had increased many times, and each one was greater than the previous one.
How many times has Ethan protected her?
How many times did he protect his parents?
As he said, the two of them were not just his parents. They are also his parents.
What was that? Dian's upset. He has not fully accepted it.
But at the same time, Diane suddenly felt that April was right. He's not good enough for Ethan right now.
How is he so amazing?
He took a deep breath and for some reason, there was an additional pressure on his heart. He felt he had to work harder.
He doesn't know when he's asleep. When he woke up, the smell of breakfast was smelled from outside the room.
"He's very early!"
Diane glanced at the room beside her bed to find that the mats and blankets on the floor had been well removed. It had been packed so well that no one would believe that the person sleeping there was a homeless person.
He took a shower, changed his clothes, had breakfast and it was time to go to work.
Diane didn't say much that morning. Or rather, he said nothing at all.
He sits in the car and does not turn his head or stare at Ethan, as if he is deliberately trying to draw a line between himself and Ethan.
"Other times, can you let me finish it by myself?"
Diane finally spoke after a long time.