C131 However He Was Just an Ant so He Didn't Need to Care about It

Mr. Black, the leader of the Scorpion gang, had grown tired of the standoff. With a casual flick of his wrist, forty to fifty of his men swiftly encircled Duane.

"Listen, kid, you've shamed the Scorpion, and you're going to pay the price for that!"

No sooner had he spoken than the mob lunged at Duane.

"Hold up," Duane interjected, raising his hand. "Let me make a phone call first."

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