Chapter 253: Chapter 253

Chapter 253 A Threat

"Come on, where's Leif Birrell?" Martin James asked.

Martin James also knew that if he hit these people, and if he left them beaten up, their boss Leif Birrell would come to the late-night stall. For sure he would look at the man who beat up his men. Martin James would never leave the late-night stall in trouble, and it would be a burden to others.

Therefore, it was necessary to completely eliminate this Leif Birrell and help the owner of this late-night stall to worry about it.

"Sir, you... are you really going to find Leif Birrell? He... He is a notorious bully in this area," The boss said.

"I like playing with bullies. Where is he?" Martin James continued.

"In the... at the Star King's Bar," The boss said.

"Boss, this is ten thousand dollars. In addition to our consumption, the rest is to knock over your table and chairs to compensate." Martin James left a wad of money on the table at will.

"It's... it's not going to work!" The boss was flattered.

Martin James ignored him and took Lone Wolf with him, they went to the Star King Bar.

Wasn't Martin James going to form his own underground force in JD?

He just needed to kill Leif Birrell, and took his land as the initial ground for his business.

After arriving at the bar.

"Where's Leif, take me to see him." Martin James stopped a bar security guard.

"Who the hell are you? You want to see Leif in a word?" The security guard frowned.

"I'm your ancestor!" Martin James pointed the gun directly on the security guard's stomach.

The security guard trembled with fear and his face instantly turned pale.

"I... I'll take you there." The security guard's voice trembled.

Led by the security guards, Martin James came to a room.

There were more than a dozen big men in the room, they were all sitting in the middle of the room. A middle-aged man with a scar on his face, which was definitely Leif Birrell.

"Leif, these... these four men said they wanted to see you." The security guard said.

"Why do you want to see me?" Leif Birrell looked at Martin James with a great disdain in his eyes.

"I heard you're a bully, and today I'm here to punish an evil man."

Martin James lifted the gun directly to Leif Birrell.

"Brother, don't... don't be so impulsive!" When Leif Birrell saw the gun, he looked scared.

Martin James didn't hesitate to shoot him.

More than a dozen other people were present, their faces changed, but when they saw Martin James' gun, they didn't dare to move.

"Leif is dead, and today it's up for me to decide. His land is all mine." Martin James said flatly.

Immediately after Martin James looked at Poison Teeth and Iron Legs.

"Poison Teeth, Iron Legs, finish the job here. It's up to you two, those who are willing to surrender will be spare and for those who will fight against you two will be dead like Leif Birrell."

Martin James said, he handed the gun to Poison Teeth.

"Martin, rest assured." Poison Teeth took the gun.

Martin James turned away directly with Lone Wolf, and he believed that the rest of Poison Teeth and Iron Legs were enough to handle the situation.

The next morning.

Martin James with Lone Wolf, drove straight to Gold Group's headquarters to meet his grandfather.

It had to be said that JD deserves to be in the state, the road congestion, traffic jams, much worse than C City.

Plus, Martin James was unfamiliar with the road, and he was tired.

The intersection under the overpass, a Mercedes over draught, and Martin James failed to avoid it in time, only to hang up Martin James' car.

The Mercedes-Benz and Martin James' cars braked sharply.

Immediately after Martin James pushed the door open, got out of the car to check the situation, and to see if the hanging was serious or not.

The owner of the Mercedes, who had also pushed the door open and got out of the car, was a middle-aged man who thanked the top.

"Boy, you don't have long eyes! How did you drive! Don't open it TM, don't open!"

As soon as Martin James got out of the car, the Mercedes owner rushed straight in front of him, the owner pushed Martin James in the face and swore.

Martin James frowned, "Although I didn't avoid it, it was just that you over speed and the main responsibility was on you. You get out of the car and you move at me again, and you dare to do it again?"

"I'll move your hand! What are you? I'm telling you, there's no fifty thousand dollars in compensation today, you don't want to go!" The owner of the Mercedes-Benz shouted.

"You don't want to be reasonable, do you? I'll tell you what, I won't give a penny." Martin James sneered.

'Just a little scratch, and he will give fifty thousand dollars as compensation? No way!' Martin James said to himself.

What was more, the main responsibility was in him, and even if Martin James had the money, he would never give him a point.

"Yes, just like you, a driver who drives his car. It's normal not to get fifty thousand dollars, that's it. Let's take a different approach."

The owner of the Mercedes said, he was spitting out a mouthful of sputum on the floor.

"If you eat this sputum, I won't let you lose your money, will you?" The owner of the Mercedes-Benz said with a smile.

"Are you trying to get into trouble?" Martin James frowned.

The man wanted to make Martin James pay him fifty thousand dollars, and Martin James could understand that the car owner was greedy, but now he was acting in a way that Martin James could not understand.

"Yes, you scraped my car. I'm not happy about that, just find you trouble! Do you know who I am? You're just a little driver." The owner of the Mercedes said proudly.

"Oh, really? Then you tell me, look, who are you?" Martin James looked at him with a smile.

"Do you know the big company in the city? The Gold Group? I'm an executive at Gold Group head office! Is that something you can have?" The owner of the Mercedes said proudly.

"Gold Group?"

Martin James startled first, then flashed a playful smile.

"You turned out to be an executive Gold Group headquarters. As it happens, I'm also working at Gold Group head office." Martin James said with a laugh.

"You're an employee at Gold Group, too? You fart, if you were really from the Gold Group head office, why didn't you know me?" The owner of the Mercedes-Benz slyly said.

"Because today is my first day at Gold Group." Martin James stalled.

Just then, the Mercedes-Benz owner's cell phone rang.

"Colby." The owner of the Mercedes-Benz answered the phone with a smile.

"Is that right? Good! I'm going to the company!" The owner of the Mercedes-Benz said to the phone with an unusually respectful attitude.

After hanging up the phone.

"Boy, I'm in a bit of a hurry, you're lucky. If you really go to the Gold Group today to work, then you'd better pray that you don't meet me there. Otherwise, today's matter, I will make you pay!" The owner of the Mercedes said proudly.

After that, the owner of the Mercedes turned to his Mercedes-Benz.

Martin James looked at the back of the Mercedes-Benz owner's departure and sneered, "It should be you who pray. Pray that you don't meet me at Gold Group, and I don't know what I will do to you. How could the Gold Group have such a low-quality executive, you rat! I will never let you stay in my company."

After the Mercedes left, Martin James followed.

"Colby? Is it Colby Gracie?"

When Martin James boarded his car, he muttered.

Martin James remembered just when the Mercedes-Benz owner answered the phone, He said "Colby".

Before coming to JD, General Manager Michael Bess told Martin James about the Gracie Family, and Michael Bess focused on the person Martin James mentioned, which was Colby Gracie.

Mr. Gracie had a son and a daughter, which was Martin James' mother.

As for Mr. Gracie's son, Burnell Gracie, who was a waste, Mr. Gracie had always wanted to raise him, after all, he was his own son who was looking forward to his future take over from the Gracie Family.

As a result, Burnell Gracie was unable to support the mud, more than a decade ago, he secretly ran in San Diego gambling, resulting in the loss of his life in Omen.

Burnell Gracie was not married at the time of his death, but he had several wild women outside, including the club lady that yielded a child for Burnell Gracie, called Colby Gracie.

In other words, Colby Gracie, the grandson of Mr. Gracie, was nothing more than an illegitimate son.

Mr. Gracie didn't want to admit the child at first, but then Burnell Gracie died and Mr. Gracie decided to take the child.

However, this Colby Gracie, with his father a virtue, from an age not to learn well, not much to eat, drink and gamble, all kind of proficient, but let him do the right thing, it was like letting him die.

Mr. Gracie had little hope for him, and after high school he sent him abroad to study in Australia.

As for the choice of a successor to the Gold Group, it ended up with Martin James.

But Michael Bess told Martin James that Colby Gracie, who abruptly returned last month and offered to work for the company, was a strong showing of willingness to be the Gold Group's successor.

In other words, if Martin James wanted to inherit the Gold Group, this Colby Gracie was definitely a threat.

So before setting off, Michael Bess also specifically instructed Martin James to be careful with Colby Gracie.

About half an hour later, Martin James finally arrived at the Gold Group's head office.