Chapter 247: Money? We wouldn't take a cent.

Nash Johnston called the underworld boss of Jesburgh North, Gabriel, a worthless piece of trash. Gabriel nearly sprang off the ground in fury. But he wasn't stupid. He'd brought a small army, and still none of them could handle Nash Johnston, so he forced himself to swallow it. He'd wait for the "masters" he'd hired at a high price to arrive. "Keep talking, kid! You're dead when my guys get here!" Gabriel's eyes burned with vicious hate. Nash didn't want to wait. But watching Gabriel dig his own...