Chapter - 1163

“Listen here, boy. It's in your best interest to hand the project over to us and let us leave. Then maybe we can pretend that none of this happened. Otherwise, not only will you not get even one nickel from us, but you'll find yourself in a mess so deep that you'll never be able to find your way out. My boss isn't someone you can just mess around with.”

With his interest piqued, Zeke raised his eyebrow. “Oh really? And just who may your boss be?”

“They call him ‘Top Dog.’ He's not only the top dog in Atheville, but the whole of Eurasia too. Even those in Glasbury need to be respectful of him.”

“So your boss is some big shot from the military circle? But as far as I know, military personnel aren't allowed to do business' stated Zeke.

“Our boss isn't part of the military circle. However, he is related to one of the most powerful figures in it.”

“Who?” asked Zeke.

“Ares of the Thistleton family! My boss is his nephew!”

“Why have I never heard of Ares having a nephew? Besides, it doesn't really matter to me that Ares is your boss’ uncle as even Ares himself needs to kneel before me when he sees me.”

The brutes were stunned for a second before bursting into laughter.

“Am I hearing this right? Is this idiot saying that he knows Ares?”

“You're saying that Ares needs to kneel before you? Who do you think you are? The bloody Great Marshal?”

“If you are the Great Marshal, then I'm the bloody King of England!”

“What are you trying to do exactly? Kill us with your jokes? Hahaha!”

Zeke remained expressionless. “I'll give you ten minutes. If your boss doesn't pay up by then, you all can consider yourself done for.”

One of the men, who happened to be bald, whipped out his phone and called his boss.

“Boss? We ran into a bit of trouble. Some obnoxious dude assaulted us.”

Top Dog roared through the phone, “Imbeciles! Bunch of useless trash! Why can't you handle something as simple as this? Who assaulted you exactly? The people from Linton Group?”

The bald guy affirmed, “Yes, Sir. The people from Linton Group assaulted us.”

“Didn't you tell them who I was?”

“We did, Sir. But that guy said that even Ares himself needs to kneel before him.”

What the hell?

Top Dog flew into a rage. “How dare he insults my uncle! Bloody hell! Wait right there! I'm on my way.”

The bald guy continued in a derisive tone, “Oh, and Sir, he also asked you to bring eleven billion to pay for the damages, or he will make you suffer.”

“Eleven billion? What is he? Nuts? Tell him to go rob a bank! Or better yet, tell him I'll give him a quarter. That's all his life is worth to me!”

The bald guy hung up the call and looked at Zeke smugly.

“I suggest you be a good little boy and beg for forgiveness now, Williams. And pay us one million in compensation for psychological damages. Perhaps then, we’ll consider sparing your life. How does that sound?”

Zeke shook his head slowly. “That's actually the exact same thing I wanted to say to you.”

“Get on your knees and apologize to Dawnie right now, or... No, actually, I won't spare you your lives. But I will be swift about it so you won't suffer as much.”

Knowing full well that they had Top Dog backing them, the brutes had nothing to fear, and thus they continued to behave obnoxiously and impudently.

Not long after, a man with a huge beer belly walked in, and following closely behind him were multiple men in black suits.

The man with the beer belly was none other than the brutes' boss, Top Dog.

Zeke could easily tell that the suit-wearing bodyguards had military training.

If his deduction was correct, then they were most probably retired special forces.