Hope It's Not Too Late to Love
Chapter 1045

Chapter 1045 Give Me the Number

They all stared at him as if they were assessing the truth behind his words.

Then, one of them suddenly burst out laughing and said, "You think you can scare us? Let me show you what we're capable of!"

He then faced the other hooligans and shouted, "Guys, let's teach this ignorant young man a lesson. Let him know who truly rules Hammond."

Calling Bryan 'young man' was the way the hooligan leader mocked him.

Bryan, on the other hand, couldn't be bothered with them because Hammond was not theirs to rule.

At this point, his bravado was infuriating the crew members, as it could incite the small gangsters to attack them without warning. They wouldn't have time to call the cops if that happened! Just as they thought they were doomed, a convoy of armored vehicles appeared out of nowhere, giving them hope.

The crew was shooting an outdoor scene in the mountains, which were mostly deserted and had uneven terrain. It was the perfect place for a brawl.

Even if they had called for help, it would have taken hours for the rescue team to arrive. They didn't expect a convoy of armored vehicles to appear out of nowhere, bringing them instant relief. The crew immediately yelled for help, which stunned the hooligans who were about to attack them, causing their hostile gestures to become defensive.

They weren't sure if the convoy was sent by the crew or if it was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

Bryan suddenly moved forward and glanced icily at the gang leader. "Have you given my offer any thought?"

The gangster no longer sneered at Bryan, instead warily asking, "Is it really that simple?"

"Yes," Bryan replied, pointing to his phone.

"As I said, if you give me their phone number or another way to get in touch with them, I'll let you go. Otherwise, you should know what the consequences will be."

The hooligans were skeptical of Bryan's words and asked again, "Is it really that simple? Are you trying to trick us?"

They thought that even if they did give the contact information, it would be fake and they wouldn't be able to contact the client at all.

Rather than explaining, Bryan said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

The hooligans exchanged glances at each other, seemingly considering the feasibility of his proposal.

One of them spoke up, "He looks powerful, so we might as well give him the number. It's pointless to keep her number anyway."

"Yeah, Boss. We might not be able to escape from this place alive if we don't give it to him."

Hearing that, some agreed while others opposed.

Then, another one added, "Boss, although the armored vehicle is here, we haven't seen anyone come out of it yet. Maybe they don't have as many people as we do and they're just trying to scare us." "That's true! Perhaps they're not even as powerful as our client."

The gang leader was unsure of what to do. He turned to the boy next to him, and asked, "What do you think?"

The boy cautiously replied, "We can't trust this guy. Even if we give him the number, he might not spare us." "Then should we fight him?"

The hooligans talked amongst themselves, boosting the gang leader's confidence with each word.

"Heh!" The boss laughed. "You guys are right. Let's act according to our abilities and what we believe is right."

Bryan snorted. "Is that so? Do you know who I am?"

"Just a nobody," the gangsters dismissed him, thinking he was just trying to stall for time