Thirteen Sycamore Avenue.
There were a bunch of large, burly, tattooed foreigners loading a truck. Several locals were helping out as well.
A sedan pulled over.
Everyone stopped their actions and turned to look at this unfamiliar vehicle.
The car pulled over and a tall man with eyes like the stars exited.
It was Nathan!
The foreigners set their things down and surrounded him.
Their leader had a skull tattooed on his arm and questioned in broken English, "Who you?"
Nathan glanced at the goods they were loading and guessed that these were the Q.Than medicines they got from local patients.
He replied calmly, "I'm from Cross Group and I'd like to look for Louis. I order all of you to stop your criminal activity that is harming our company's interests."
The man and his companions started laughing uncontrollably.
The Cross Group had previously sent several lawyers and executives over, but all of them were beaten to a pulp.
They clearly did not expect them to send anyone else.
The man ridiculed Nathan, "You must be here to look for our boss, Louis. Come, follow me. I'll bring you to him.”
The rest of them chuckled and brought Nathan in.
Soon, they arrived at a spacious recreation room.
Inside, there was a pool table with several foreigners having a game over drinks.
There was a lot of gym equipment as well.
A blond, muscular man was choking a local with his left arm while punching his face in with his right.
That vicious man was Louis.
The tattooed men brought Nathan behind Louis and watched as their boss treated the local man like a punching bag.
The man with a skull tattooed reported, "Boss, there's a man from the Cross Group looking for you."
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