Besides, his restaurant made losses every day, and he himself felt that he needed to shut it down soon. So long as Fane did not try to blackmail him of more than ten million bucks, everything would be fine and dandy!
"Alright, then. Just get out of here!"
Fane waved his hand and took out a White-Sand cigarette, lighting it slowly.
"Okay, okay. I'll scram!"
The boss of the restaurant immediately darted out of the place as if he would die within the next second of remaining there.
"Big Bro, thank you so much. We wouldn’t know what to do if it weren't for you!"
Tiger looked at Fane after the boss left, his eyes red. "And my wife would probably have been bullied by those vagrants if you hadn't come over with me.”
Tiger was feeling extremely lucky—lucky that he had thought of Fane and managed t o bring him here. Otherwise, he would not have been able to beat those guys.
Furthermore, that man called Brother Luca would probably have taken advantage of his wife.
"Heh. Idiot. Just see me if you need anything!" Fane chuckled.
"Let's go, Big Bro. Let’s go drink a few rounds!"
Tiger flashed a straightforward smile. "You just made someone give me more than nine million bucks this time. I've yet to recover from the shock!” "Don’t sweat it. Just go and open your business in peace. They won't cause you any more trouble!"
Fane took a drag from his cigarette before h e added, "On the contrary, I'm the one who'll be causing them trouble tomorrow. I need to see if they've learned their lesson s o I'm not going for a drink. I need to return home. It's getting late."
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