I Have a Tycoon Granpa

Chapter 100 The Demon of Fraser’s Bar

Brodie regarded Anthony for a while. “Who’s he? I’ve never seen him.”

“I think he looks familiar, but I forget where I’ve seen him.” Jordan typed on his phone.

Brodie said with edge, “I don’t give a shit about him. Grace, where have you been these days?”

“None of your business.” Grace crossed her arms against her chest, ready to get on her car and leave. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Brodie wouldn’t let go of her so easily.

“You don’t need my money? Then I’ll take it back with me.” Brodie was about to walk back to his car.

When Arlo got off and pointed his gun at Brodie. “Dude, Give me your car key, please.”

Brodie was scared. “I’m from the Moore family.”

“The car key, now!” Arlo repeated.

“Don’t you ever think there are no bullets in my gun.” Arlo grinned and was about to pull the tricker.

“Here you are.” Brodie hastily handed the car key to Arlo.

“Bro, could you please move away the gun. I’m afraid it’d go off accidentally…” Brodie swallowed hard.

“And your money, too.” Arlo got surprised that he could get a large unexpected sum of money.

With all the money he’d got, he could even go aboard now.

“Not happy with that?” Arlo asked Brodie coldly.

“Of course not. My life is worthier.”

Brodie instantly dropped the bag of cash.

Arlo gave the car key to his men and said, “Drive that car and take the money with you.”

Anthony enjoyed the scene with schadenfreude, not wanting to flee.

Arlo returned to the car and said with a satisfactory smile, “I thought you’d run away.”

“Of course not. I’m afraid of your gun. Besides, I’m trembling with terror, and my legs are too soft to

move.”

“Come on, be macho!” Arlo looked at him with disgust.

“When will you release Aria?” Boss Lam asked.

Boss Lam was so bald that he was dare to walk toward Arlo without any weapons.

“If your men don’t chase after us in twenty minutes, I’ll set her free.”

“Okay. I believe you. You’d better not mess around with me, or I’ll tear you into pieces.”

Arlo didn’t give a shit and ordered, “Let’s go.”

Anthony started his car and they left.

Boss Lam’s face was filled with devilish expression. “Are they done with the traps?”

“Yes, Boss! They won’t get away with it as we’ve got our men at each crossroad waiting for them.”

“Good. They’re so fucking cunning that they didn’t drive their own cars. Shit! Our trackers placed in

their cars are useless now.”

Boss Lam shook his head. “Why do I feel Arlo is so familiar?”

“Also, it seems he knows me well.” He tried to recall something but failed.

The car had moved only five minutes when Arlo suddenly ordered, “Stop and turn left.”

“Into the Hutong?” Anthony asked.

“Yes. Here we go!’

After they were in the Hutong, Anthony found there were a row of motorcycles at the end of the Hutong.

“Dude, you’re free to go now.”

Arlo waved at Anthony. “But you have to leave your car here until tomorrow.”

“Why?”

“Because of this!” Not wanting to explain the reasons, Mustache pretended to take out his gun to scare

Anthony again.

Suddenly, Arlo was appalled.

Where was his fucking gun?

He couldn’t find his gun.

“Are you looking for it?” Arlo’s gun showed up in Anthony’s hand.

“Why do you have it?” Arlo was shocked.

He ordered coldly, “Give it to me!”

“Fine. Here you are!”

When Arlo was about to grab the gun, Anthony directly pull the tricker and put a bullet into Arlo’s

shoulder.

Arlo’s men all flash out their blades and scowled at Anthony.

With searing pain, Arlo gritted and said, “You’re with Boss Lam?”

“No.”

“You’re Jordan’s hitman?”

“No.”

“Who the fucking are you?”

“None of your business. Don’t you want your gun back? I just give back all your bullets first before

returning your gun.” Anthony giggled, “What do you say?”

“Come on, dude. Let go of me, and I’ll share the money with you.”

Arlo attempted him, “Or, how about this chick? I’ll give her to you.”

“How generous you are! But both the money and the woman don’t belong to you.” Anthony rolled his

eyes.

“What the hell do you want?” Arlo said, “You’ve got only two bullets in the gun, while I’ve got almost ten

hitmen with me.”

“Really? Do you mean there’s only one last bullet left in the gun?”

Anthony said a fake naïve expression before shooting at Arlo on his other shoulder.

Which made Arlo’s men get panic. Arlo broke out in a sweat as he couldn’t stand the searing pain.

Boss Lam had just stabbed a dagger in this shoulder, and now there was a bullet in the same place.

His shoulder would be maimed seriously.

Holy Shit!

“Good. Now I’ve run out of bullets, and you may as well kill me now.”

“Kill him!” Arlo growled.

Then Anthony shot at one of Arlo’s men in his calf.

“You’re such a liar. Don’t you tell me there were only two bullets in the gun? What about this one now?”

All the hitmen froze as soon as Anthony shot at the man. Obviously, he was an expert of shooting.

He purposely shot at Arlo in his shoulders so as to not kill him.

“Dude, we can share the money fifty-fifty, okay? Just let go of us, please.” Arlo got desperate. He knew

Anthony must have been a bad ass.

“Sorry, but I want all the money,” Anthony said.

“Come on, dude. You can’t be so greedy. We get the money in the risk of our lives.” Arlo looked at

Anthony coldly. “Fifty-fifty, at most.”

“Fine. Then I’ll kill you all. Anyway, I’ll always get it all back with me.” Anthony grinned.

“In your dream! I’ve got my men with me but you only have one gun.”

“It’s a P229 pistol which can hold a dozen bullets. I’ve got only nine bullets in it, all of you will be given

one,” Anthony said emotionlessly.

“Why are you sure the box magazine was full?”

“I’m not sure. I guess I’ve got nine bullets left. We can have a try on your men, shall we?” Anthony

laughed.

Demon!

He was absolutely a demon from the hell.

Arlo was afraid that Anthony was right about the number of the bullets.

He resigned to the fact. “The money is all yours.”

“Good.” Anthony smiled happily and put all the bags in his car.

Then walked up to Aria.

“Dude, you’ve got the money. Why not leave the chick to me?” Arlo begged.

Anthony grinned and said, “For the record, I don’t plan to take her back with me.”

“Woman, can you shoot? If you want to learn, I can teach you.” Anthony put the gun into Aria’s hand

and flashed a sassy smile.