My Billionaire Son 340
Posted on March 21, 2025 ยท 1 mins read
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Chapter 340: I Have Done My Best

โ€œDid you all hear that? Cursing is wrong! We need to be good citizens who follow the lawโ€ฆโ€ The blond thug acted as if he held the power.

The corners of the bald manโ€™s mouth twitched violently.

โ€œF*ck you! Are you out of your mind? Stop talking nonsense with me!โ€

The blond thugโ€™s sudden betrayal caused the bald man to lose all his reputation, so he immediately shifted his focus to Olivia.

โ€œB*tch, I donโ€™t care whatโ€™s wrong with this idiot! If you want to shoot your movie here, you have to pay according to the rules! Youโ€™ve caused trouble on Red Jackalsโ€™ turf, and this isnโ€™t going to end easily. If you donโ€™t pay two or three million, donโ€™t even think about starting work! Iโ€™ll destroy all your stuff!โ€

Olivia calmly looked at the furious bald man. โ€œDestroy my stuff?โ€

The bald man sneered. โ€œIf youโ€™re scared, then pay up and be honest. Otherwise, these hundreds of people behind me wonโ€™t be so easy to deal with!โ€

As soon as the thugs behind the bald man heard this, they immediately started roaring, their faces twisted with malice and viciousness.

The blond thug silently turned his face away.

Itโ€™s hard to reason with someone who wants to die. Iโ€™ve done my best.

Olivia smiled. โ€œFunny, I also have a few hundred people who arenโ€™t so easy to deal with. Why donโ€™t you ask them if theyโ€™re willing to pay this money?โ€

The bald man glanced at the dozens of young men standing behind Olivia and sneered. โ€œA few hundred? You must not know how to count! Youโ€™ve got at most a few dozen people. Are you planning to summon a few hundred fake soldiers orโ€ฆโ€

Before the bald man could finish his sentence, Olivia clapped her hands.

Clap! Clap! The sound of the clap was followed by a noise behind the bald manโ€™s group. They instinctively turned around.

And to their shock, hundreds of figures suddenly jumped down from the city walls!

Dozens of tall, muscular youths, around eighteen or nineteen years old, appeared out of nowhere and instantly surrounded them at the entrance to the film studio.

The bald man never expected there would be so many people hiding here!

As soon as he saw these youths, his eyes widened in shock.

โ€œMark! What the hell is going on? Didnโ€™t you say there were only a few dozen people here?โ€

The blond thug silently turned his head.

It wasnโ€™t him misleading the bald man. He thought there were only a few dozen too. The sudden appearance of these hundreds of youths immediately deflated the bald manโ€™s arrogance.

โ€œYou dmn btch, you actually pulled a trick like this! I never forget this!โ€ the bald man yelled.

โ€œI want to see who dares to move! A bunch of reckless kids trying to play tough with me! Why donโ€™t youโ€ฆ ask the weapons in our hands if they agree?โ€ The bald man gripped his steel knife, his gaze cold and menacing.

His thugs immediately followed suit, tearing off their shirts to reveal their gang tattoos.

The bald man flexed his shoulder, showing off a fierce dragon tattoo across his shoulder.

โ€œDo you see this dragon tattoo on my shoulder? Have you kids ever seen something like this before?โ€

Felix, who had been blocking the road, stepped forward, casually tossing his shirt aside. His solid muscles were exposed to the air, and the scars from several gunshots on his chest, along with a massive knife wound across his shoulder, made him appear even more terrifying.

โ€œDragon tattoo?โ€ Felix sneered. โ€œTake a good look. This is the kind of medal a man should have.โ€


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