C745 CHAPTER745 FIGHT KILL

Sam Moreels couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Was this guy serious? Trying to pull off such a cheap blackmail scheme right on the street? Sam shook his head, thinking how utterly useless this was.

"Boss, they're coming our way!" Uncle Moreels grimaced, managing a pained smile as he approached Sam for guidance.

"Well, they're here now, so what's the holdup? Let's get this over with