Chapter 100: I'll Shoot You All
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Updated : Aug 19th, 2025
Compensation? Drake thought he must've heard wrong. This guy beat up so many of his guys, and now he wants Drake to pay him?
"Dude... I don't owe you any money, do I?" Drake said.
Nash Johnston shot back, "Bullshit!"
"You know how much time you wasted for me today?"
"Do you know how much medicine I could've sold in that time?"
"Do you know I make hundreds per bottle? You know how much money I lost this morning?"
Drake: "Huh??"
What the hell was this guy talking about? Wasting time? Selling...
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