Return Of The Prodigy
Return of the Prodigy Chapter 173

A cold blade was pressed against Mr. Ross' neck. He stood frozen without daring to move as beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.

"Wa-Watch it there! I don't want to get killed," Mr. Ross said with a trembling voice.

Owen moved his hand and instantly cut Mr. Ross' throat. He said coldly, "One last chance."

Mr. Ross did not hesitate this time. He said with his face crumpled, "I'm sorry. Just pretend I said nothing. Let's continue working together, shall we?"

Owen nodded satisfactorily. Just as he was about to put away his blade, Fannie suddenly sneered, "What makes you think you can change your mind as and when you see fit? Did I say you were off the hook?" Owen felt she made sense. He nodded and said, "Lady Fannie is right. You have to pay!"

Mr. Ross was petrified. He wanted to turn his head and beg Leroy for help, but he did not dare to move. He said imploringly, "Just tell me what I have to do to make up for it? I will do anything you ask." Fannie smirked, "I think your products are too expensive."

Mr. Ross replied immediately, "I'm happy to give you a 100 grand discount!"

Fannie shook her head as she stuck her finger out.

Mr. Ross stared at her in disbelief. "Do you mean you will only pay 100 grand?"

Fannie continued shaking her head.

"10 grand?" Mr. Ross' pitch rose.

Fannie shook her head again.

Mr. Ross instantly caught her drift. He said sullenly, "Fine. I'll give you the products for free."

Fannie shook her head yet again.

Mr. Ross gave up completely. "What do you want? Why don't you give it to me straight?"

Fannie sighed and said sweetly, "Why are you so scared? I'm a reasonable woman. Since this is a huge order, it's only fair that I pay you, right?"

Mr. Ross instantly said in gratitude. "Thanks. I really appreciate it."

Fannie promptly added, "$1? Sounds like too little money, so let's make it $10."

Mr. Ross was stunned. Fannie had been messing with him all along!

"Do you have a problem?" Owen chimed in.

Mr. Ross quickly shook his head. When he inadvertently touched the blade with his neck, he automatically stopped moving. He said with his legs trembling, "Certainly not. I'm happy with the decision. Now that this is settled, do you mind putting away your sword?" Owen instantly sheathed his sword with a clang!

"I like smart men!" remarked Owen happily.

Mr. Ross did not know what to say. He turned to look at Leroy.

Leroy wanted to defend Mr. Ross.

Owen glanced at Leroy coldly. "I don't like people who abuse power and bully the weak. Today, I'm going to rid the public of evil and..."

Leroy shivered and instantly ran out of the martial arts center.

Owen laughed in contempt. "You coward. How could you call yourself a man?"

Leroy went quiet. When he got back to the car, he stomped his foot angrily. He said in fury, "F**k him! F**k the bastard! He's just muscle and no brain! He was absolutely unreasonable!"

Mr. Ross cursed inwardly, How dare he bring this up? Why didn't Leroy help when I needed it?

Mr. Ross was overwhelmed by regret. He hated himself for blindly following Leroy. He wondered if it was too late for him to reach out to the new Chamber of Commerce.

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After the fiasco, Adam got up and walked out.

Black Dragon called to report on the situation.

They had seized the pharmaceutical factory and sent its products for analysis and the results were out. Only a small portion of the drugs were legitimate. The rest were illegal or contained poison!

Adam nodded without asking in detail. He simply left it to Black Dragon to handle. If he were at the pharmaceutical factory, he would have realized it was not just an unlicensed pharmaceutical factory. There was more to the factory, and it was closely connected to something. Unfortunately, the clue was lost forever now.

After leaving the martial arts center, Adam was about to get into the car when a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance.

Lots of people had gathered around the registration area. They were pointing at something and talking. Just moments ago, people were registering in an orderly fashion, but a commotion had broken out now.

Adam frowned and shouted toward the martial arts center, "Hey, Owen!"

Owen walked out carrying his sword. He raised his chin proudly feeling like a hero and getting a real kick out of it.

"Yeah?"

Adam pointed at the registration area. "This is your chance to play hero again."

Owen turned to check out the registration area. He walked over and shouted sternly, "Silence! Stop making a racket. Let me pass."

Everyone went quiet as they turned to glance at Owen. They knew he was in charge of security for the Ultimate Fighting Championship, so they retreated one after another and made way.

Owen nodded satisfactorily as he walked into the crowd. The moment he laid eyes on something, he shouted murderously, "You bastard! How could you do this? I'm going to fucking kill you!"

He unsheathed his sword and attacked immediately.

The sound of fighting could be heard through the crowd until someone shouted angrily, "Are you nuts? Why are you suddenly attacking me?"

Owen roared in fury, "You bastard!"

"What do you think you are fucking doing? Who the hell are you? Mind your own business, okay?" the man cursed.

What's going on? Why did they get into a fight?

Adam frowned as he quickly went over. The moment he looked through the crowd and caught the scene, he was equally furious and wanted to explode.

There were two one-meter by one-meter metal cages in the crowd each containing one captive. One of them was an elderly man with white hair. He was skin and bones. It was impossible to tell if he were dead or alive since he was just lying there.

The other cage contained a woman, her hair disheveled. She was barefooted, and her clothes were dirty and stank. Since her head was lowered, it was impossible to tell her age.

It was already nearly winter, but they were dressed in thin summer clothes, so they were trembling nonstop. Also, there were chains on their necks, and they were treated worse than dogs! It was simply terrible!

Damn it!

Adam felt murderous. He promptly went over and kicked a young man sending him flying through the air.

The young man flew for over five meters into the crowd before he finally stopped and blood spewed from his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Adam in surprise. As he looked, he was gradually taken over by joy and fear.

He promptly pointed at Adam as he spoke in a trembling voice. "A-Are you from the Drake family?"

What the?!

Adam trembled as he shot the young man a cold stare while he lay on the ground.

Someone in the cage suddenly raised his head to look at Adam.

"A-Adam? Are you Adam?"

The scrawny old man spoke in a weak and hoarse voice.