Chapter 69 Coming For Her

Hearing the commotion, the four men who were at the table stopped playing mahjong and stood up from their seats. With quick strides, they surrounded Debbie. The four of them looked sternly at her like dogs fighting over some bones.

Debbie was left with no choice. She had to fight her way out.

She knocked the storekeeper to the ground and sent him howling. She cracked her neck and was prepared to strike her next target. By now, the other four men could see that she was not an easy one to handle. One of them whipped out his phone and called someone. "There's a chick who knows Kung Fu. Send Herb and Ron over."

Hearing that more foes were coming, Debbie planned to run away.

She let go of the man she was grabbing, took an opportunity, and ran to the back of the store. She looked desperately for a backdoor. But there was no backdoor!

It was a bedroom that she recklessly ran into. When she realized where she was, she wanted to run out, but the door of the room was locked then by those men.

"Stay there. You can come out when you have decided to pay the money," a man said outside.

Debbie took her phone out of her pocket and wanted to call the police. Then another man's voice called out, "Call the police if you want. Nobody dares to mess with us, not even the police. I'm letting you keep your phone because I'm not worried about you calling the police."

She didn't buy it and called the police anyway. The police told her that they were on their way and would be there soon, but no one came even an hour later. "So these jerks were not joking when they said that the police didn't mess with them," Debbie muttered to herself in a hushed voice.

A minute or two passed and the men outside eventually lost their patience. They opened the door and

two odd-looking, bulky men who were more than two meters tall walked in and stood in front of her. One of them was chewing a betel nut. "Beetch, geewe me your purth!" the Betel Nut yelled.

But his pronunciation was so bad that Debbie couldn't make out what he had just said. 'Huh? What kind of language is that? What is he barking?' It took her a long moment to figure out that he was asking for her purse. Fumbling around her backpack, she took out her purse and handed it to the Betel Nut. "Here you go. See? I'm very poor. It was not that I didn't want that lucky peace buckle. The truth is that I couldn't afford it. I only have 300 bucks. Go on, you can open my purse and see it for yourself."

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He obediently dragged Debbie towards the bedroom, holding her with a tight clench.

When the door was opened, a dozen fierce-looking men were standing outside the store. The head of them glimpsed the fallen chairs and broken showcases. His face darkened.

The storekeeper was overwhelmed and scared at the sight of such men at his store. Especially by their leader, whose presence was as intimidating as a demon's. In J City, few people were as distinguished as this man. "How can I help you?" the storekeeper asked politely with a smile.

Nobody responded. The man in charge walked into the store haughtily in his brand-new leather shoes.

The GPS on Debbie's phone showed that she was here at this store. 'Where is she?'

Carlos took out his phone and dialed Debbie's number again. Just as he had expected, her phone was heard ringing in the bedroom.

Right now, Debbie's mouth was covered. Through the gap in the door, she could see Carlos outside the room. She was so excited that she wanted to scream, but all she could make were grunts. The Betel Nut was covering her mouth so tight that she couldn't even breathe.

Her phone was still ringing on the floor. When she saw the caller ID 'Old Man' on the screen, she almost cried with joy.

He had come. For her!

Carlos glanced at the storekeeper, walked to the door of the bedroom at a steady pace, and kicked it open.

What he saw inside the room made his heart tighten into a knot. His face purpled in rage.

The girl was held on the floor by two men. Her clothes were a mess. Her face was pressed against the floor, her mouth covered. Her hands had been twisted behind her back.