Return Of The Prodigy
Return of the Prodigy Chapter 118

At half-past five in the afternoon, after Adam picked up Annie from school, he returned to the Hartleys Group. Downstairs, he saw Fannie. Fannie seemed to have been waiting for a long time, looking a bit annoyed. As soon as she saw him, she said angrily, "Why did you come back so late?" Adam frowned, "Did you replace out?"

He had asked Fannie to inquire about Joseph's true purpose in coming to Lisle. It had been a day and a night.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Fannie's momentum diminished, and she said unhappily, "Joseph has disappeared." Adam sneered, "Disappeared?"

Fannie suddenly became frantic, "That bastard, I went to the hospital to replace him yesterday. The doctor said he had already completed the discharge procedures. His phone is also turned off. I've been looking for him for a day and a night, and I'm sure I can't replace him." Adam said coldly, "So what? Do you still dare to say that he came to Lisle without any other purpose?"

Fannie stared at him, angry and helpless. "What should I do then? Although he's from Swindlers' Guil, I can't control him. Moreover, his legs are still on him, and I can't do anything about it."

"If you're worried that this matter is related to Swindlers' Guil, I can immediately expel him from Swindlers' Guil. In the future, whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with Swindlers' Guil." "Damn it, don't let me replace him, otherwise, I'll make sure he breaks both legs."

As the person in charge of Swindlers' Guil in Alameda County, Fannie felt embarrassed that she couldn't control her subordinates, especially in front of Adam.

Adam didn't expect much from Fannie. Although this little girl was clever, she was still too young, lacking experience in the martial world. It was normal for her not to handle those cunning old foxes from Swindlers' Guil well.

He wondered what the head of Swindlers' Guil was thinking, appointing such an important position to a little girl. "Since you can't replace him, let me do it," declared Adam before walking away.

Fannie was taken aback, quickly following him. "Do you have a way to replace him? Hurry up, and once you replace him, let this lady vent my anger first."

Adam couldn't be bothered with her, directly taking out his phone to call Black Dragon. "Joseph is missing. Find him."

"No need to look, he's right in front of me," replied Black Dragon.

Adam paused. "What do you mean?"

"Someone from the Alameda's capital has arrived. They sent enforcers as the vanguard. Paul Booker's legs have already been broken by him. He also gathered the heads of the other districts in Lisle, seeking their opinions." From the Alameda's capital?

And he broke Paul Booker's legs?

Joseph is with them?

Adam's gaze turned cold. "Send me the location. I'm coming over now."

Leaving Annie with Matilda upstairs, Adam immediately headed downstairs. "What are you doing? Found him? Take me with you," Fannie hastily said.

"Is the car ready?" Adam asked.

"Yes, it's ready."

"Let's go."

The two of them got into Fannie's Ferrari, rushing towards the hotel in a streak of smoke.

Meanwhile, in the room of the hotel, Mr. Greed sat at the head, surrounded by a group of tough guys from Lisle. Black Dragon stood beside him, and Joseph sat in a wheelchair. Paul Booker lay on the floor, his legs twisted in a grotesque manner. Despite his efforts to endure the pain, occasional cries still escaped his lips.

"I've made it clear. This is the consequence of not obeying Mr. Morales's orders."

"Anyone else object?"

"If not, Lisle will be under Mr. Morales's control from now on. Everything here will be subject to his decisions."

The tough guys from Lisle, witnessing Paul Booker's miserable state, remained silent, afraid to speak.

Mr. Greed scornfully glanced at them, treating them like garbage.

"Now, let's talk about my three demands. First, open a casino."

"Second, bring those twins to me."

"Third, from now on, give forty percent of all entertainment venue profits as a tribute to Mr. Morales."

On the side, Black Dragon snorted and stepped forward. "Greed, you've crossed the line. You better call your boss now. Otherwise, your life might not be spared."

Mr. Greed glanced at him, mocking, "Just you? Are you worthy of making Mr. Morales come forward? Kid, it seems you don't know how to spell the word 'death."

Black Dragon narrowed his eyes. "Why should I be afraid of Mario Morales? Even if I were standing in front of him, he wouldn't dare to lay a finger on me.

"I advise you to call him now, tell him that Lisle isn't a place he can mess with. Otherwise, even he will suffer!"

Mr. Greed burst into laughter, "Haha, you're really good at bragging. Is there anyone in Alameda who dares harm Mr. Morales?"

“Come on, tell me about your grand background. Show me how significant you are that you don't even put Mr. Morales in your eyes."

Mario Morales was the prince of the underworld in Alameda County and son of Enrico Morales, also known as "El Coco". Because of that, no one in Alameda County dared to defy him.

Even the Hamiltons, the richest family in the capital, had to tread carefully when dealing with El Coco. Having the backing of a powerhouse like Mario Morales, Greed could carry himself with arrogance and do as he wished.

However, it's a pity that this time he kicked a real iron plate. The Black Snake Brigade managed the underworld, and Mr. Greed didn't know Black Dragon's identity because his level wasn't high enough.

"You still don't qualify to know my identity. Even Mario Morales isn't worthy," said Black Dragon coldly.

Mr. Greed's eyes turned cold. "Kid, are you looking for death? Do you think I don't dare to kill you?"

Black Dragon took a resolute step forward, his momentum soaring. "Thinking about making a move? You can give it a try."

Boom! Mr. Greed kicked the table away, soaring into the air. A fierce battle was about to begin.

At that moment, Joseph, caught in the middle, quickly spoke up, "Both of you, calm down. Let's discuss this. Mr. Greed, I think it's safer to call Mr. Morales. Although I don't know who this Mr. Dragon is, the people behind him are indeed formidable." Thinking of Adam, Joseph still felt scared.

But Mr. Greed paid no attention, kicking Joseph aside and cursing, "Get out of the way, useless waste."

"I don't care who's behind him. In front of Mr. Morales, whether it's Dragon or Tiger, they have to bow down. In the entire Central Province, besides El Coco, Mr. Morales's words are law!"

As he spoke, Mr. Greed kicked towards Black Dragon. Black Dragon didn't retreat but instead met it with a punch.

Boom! A loud explosion, and the two were on the verge of a fight. The surrounding tough guys quickly dodged, cowering in corners like frightened chicks.

Boom, boom, boom! The muffled sounds continued as the two clashed for more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye.

Just then, another loud noise. The entire door flew open, and Adam walked in with a stern face. Fannie, like a follower, trailed behind.

Seeing the situation inside, Adam's eyes turned icy. A chilling killing intent surged toward Mr. Greed.

In an instant, Mr. Greed felt like he was targeted by the Grim Reaper. His whole body turned cold, and he involuntarily stopped.

At this moment, Adam coldly spoke, "Are you the one from the Alameda's capital?"