Chapter 213: Chapter 213

Chapter 213 Selling Customs

But as far as Martin knew, his grandfather was no longer involved in the management of the company, and was already run by Martin's second uncle.

At this time, Poison Teeth glared at the big man and said, "Go back and tell your boss that I'm not moving!"

"Boy, you just wait! If you dare to challenge head-on the James Group, then you'll be done for!"

After he let go of his harsh words, he took his badly-beaten men with him, then all of them scurried.

After they left, he turned to Lone Wolf. "Brother, you are very good. I do not know your name yet." Poison Teeth looked at Lone Wolf in amazement.

Likewise, Lone Wolf was amazed himself with Poison Teeth.

After all, it was only rare for strong people to meet someone like themselves.

"You're not bad yourself. I'm Lone Wolf."

"If there's a chance, I really want to work with you." Poison Teeth said.

"I'm looking forward to that opportunity, too." Lone Wolf smiled.

Then, Poison Teeth looked to Martin again.

"Mr. James, thank you for asking Lone Wolf to help me, but you shouldn't have helped me. It only got you into this." Poison Teeth said.

"I'm still about to get involved in this." Martin smiled.

With Poison Teeth, it was easy to deal with a dozen people, but Martin let Lone Wolf help him out.

Martin stood up, walked up to him and asked, "You've just clashed with someone, and they're not going to stop, what are you going to do next?"

Poison Teeth squinted his eyes and said. "I'll just have to get even with them, then."

"What if they cheat on you and use large machinery to forcibly tear down the house while you're sleeping? Your mother is also here, and it will definitely endanger you and your mother's safety." Martin said.

"It's..." Poison Teeth was a little hesitant.

"As far as I know, James Group's General Manager's brother is the secretary of JY City, and if you do this repeatedly, they're likely to call special forces, and if you fight SWAT officers, that would mean you're fighting the United States."

Poison Teeth lowered his head for he certainly understood these truths.

"Or you'll come with me to C City. I'll give you a house and help you protect your mother. The offer to your annual salary is still unchanged." Martin said.

"Mr. James, I simply cannot just accept your tempting offer." Poison Teeth shook his head and turned down Martin.

He could feel Martin's sincerity, but he stuck to his own principles.

"Hey, you are quite stubborn." Martin shook his head helplessly.

Martin put it all to this point, but he still refused. He cannot do something about that his hard-headedness.

"Stubborn? Perhaps, had it not been for my stubbornness, I'm afraid I would have graduated from Hunter School." Poison Teeth showed a bitter smile.

There were two kinds of results for special forces participating in Hunter School. One was to be eliminated, and the other was to graduate successfully.

With successful graduation of special forces, in order to have the glory and for the future to be brighter, for whatever reason, they were destined to be eliminated and not to enjoy honor.

"This is my business card. If you change your mind, my offer still stands. If ever you change your mind, feel free to call me." Martin handed him a business card.

Poison Teeth took the business card.

"Well, then we won't hold you any longer." Martin got up and went out.

Poison Teeth took Martin and Lone Wolf all the way to the door.

Just as Martin was about to go out, he suddenly stopped, then turned to Poison Teeth and said, "Poison Teeth, if I help you keep this house, you'll come with me, won't you?"

"Mr. James, until this house is torn down, the whole urban village renovation project will not start." Poison Teeth shook his head and said. He then continued, "And it is a very important project for them as It is going to be a very profitable project. It's impossible to keep my house."

"Anything is possible, you just have to ask me to help you keep your house. By then, will you follow me later?" Martin all smiled.

"Mr. James, if you can really help me keep this house, I'll follow you all my life!" Poison Teeth declared.

Martin laughed. "Good! All I want is you!"

"Poison Teeth, wait for my news."

After Martin dropped that remark, he turned to leave.

After leaving Poison Teeth's house, Martin James asked Lone Wolf, "What do you think of Poison Teeth?"

"If you're fighting alone, you should be at least as good as White Shark before you go up the hill and practice," he said. "Or maybe a little stronger."

Then, he added, "However, as a Hunter School trained special forces, in addition to mastering their trainees with up to hundreds of weapons used in sea, land and air, they also let them master skydiving, blasting, diving, climbing, skiing, boat driving, close-range combat, tracking, map identification and other skills such as reconnaissance, capture, interrogation and other means of obtaining intelligence information and so on. These are skills that can't be simply ignored."

Martin nodded in agreement. "Yes, he is the kind of talent who doesn't just know how to fight."

"Martin, this midtown village renovation project in JY City is definitely a profitable project. Poison Teeth said it is impossible not to bring down their house because it certainly is hindering this project. Wanting to keep his house, I'm afraid is quite difficult." Lone Wolf worried.

"Yes. It's really hard, but it's the only way to get to him, so we'll have to try anyway. Besides, I've got a good idea in mind." Martin said.

"Oh? Would you look for the General Manager of James Group or the Chairman?" Lone Wolf asked.

It's not surprising for Martin to have this idea because, after all, the project was under development by James Group.

The General Manager they were talking about was Martin's second uncle, and the former Chairman of the James Group was his grandfather.

Martin James shook his head:

"Of course not. First of all, I would never have been able to ask them for help. Second, this project will make them a lot of money, so even if I go to them, they will never give it up."

"So, what are you going to do?" Lone Wolf was curious.

Martin smiled. "You'll find out soon enough."

Back in the car, Martin called Michael and commanded him to do something.

Immediately after that, Martin drove straight to his grandfather's house.

Tomorrow would be his grandpa's 80th birthday, but there was a family dinner set for today.

After Martin had parked his car, he went to the villa.

As soon as he got to the door, he found two security guards at the villa, pushing and shoving a plain-clothed farmer away.

"Oh!"

By the time Martin approached them, the farmer had been pushed to the ground.

"Stop! What are you doing?" Martin opened his mouth and scolded the two security guards.

Immediately after, he helped the farmer up.

"Boy, who are you? Don't intervene with someone else's business here!" The security guards looked at Martin scornfully.

"My name is Martin James."

"Martin James?" The guards froze.

They knew that he was Parker James' grandson, but years ago, Martin's father severed ties with the James family.

"You are not acknowledged here, but you dare to bare your fangs here?" The tall security guard sneered.

After Martin heard the guard's words, his eyes suddenly squinted. Even the doormen and security guards dared to laugh at him?

Martin slapped the tall security guard in the face.

"I'm an abandoned family member, and I'm not someone who a stinky security guard can laugh at. Do you understand!? What's the problem?"

Martin stared at him as sharp as the tone he used.

"I'm... I'm..."

The two guards were frightened by Martin's momentum.

"Apologize to me now!" Martin's eyes were slightly squinting, and he looked like a predator who was about to eat his prey.

"Master Martin, I'm sorry I said the wrong thing." The tall security guard covered his face and apologized.

"Hey, what's this all about?" A sound came from behind.

Martin turned around and saw Mick.

It was him who came to C City yesterday to inform him.

Mick James walked over with two other young men.

Martin recognized the two young men next to Mick, who both wore designer nameplates. They were the James family's Young Masters Wilbur Kitto and Marico James.