Chapter 1288
“By the way,
take out your phone. I’ll need to use it in a moment,” Andrew said.
The fight had ended so quickly that Yara had not even processed what had happened yet. She stammered, “Wait… Y–You… No, what do you need my phone for?”
Andrew explained, “These guys are just bottom–feeding crawlers who do the grunt work. You’ve read novels, right? Usually, at this point, when the minions get beaten up, they immediately call for backup and summon their boss. So, I need your phone to let them make those calls.”
When Yara heard this, she could not believe her ears and stared at Andrew in disbelief. She asked, “Mr. Lloyd, are you mentally ill?”
He had just beaten people up and then actively offered a phone so they could call for reinforcements. Being so thoughtful and considerate–was Andrew actually serious?
Earl, his face covered in blood, got up from the ground and shouted, “You bastard, you think you’re tough? In this world, what matters is power and connections. Just you wait, motherfucker!”
Andrew tossed Yara’s phone to him, calmly saying, “Your phone got stomped on. Use this one. Don’t waste time–call everyone you can. If you can’t bring anyone worthwhile, I’ll bury you alive in the concrete foundation of this construction site today.”
Earl instinctively caught the phone, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he stared at Andrew like he was looking at a madman. His expression mirrored Yara’s from moments ago..
“Fine, you’re fucking crazy. I’ll call our boss right now, and we’ll see how you die,” Earl growled.
He could not believe there was someone so eager to meet their death.
Yara asked uncomfortably, “Mr. Lloyd, even if you want them to call for backup, why use my phone instead of yours?”
Andrew replied with a straight face, “Because I don’t want them touching mine–it would get dirty.”
Yara could not help but grit her teeth. If he thought it was dirty, did he not consider that she would feel the same way?
They did not have to wait long before the people Earl called arrived at the construction site. Eight luxury SUVS pulled up, looking impressive and intimidating. Then, about 30 men in
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black suits rushed toward the project office as soon as they got out of their vehicles.
Leading them was a short man wearing sunglasses with an extremely grim expression.
Yara’s face turned pale as she said in a trembling voice, “This man is one of the heads of the Azure Dragon King’s, Stumpy Cummings Tristan Cummings. He’s known for his ruthlessness. Be careful!”
Andrew smiled and said, “He doesn’t look like much–just a dwarf.”
Yara became extremely anxious and angrily growled, “Mr. Lloyd, you’d better not underestimate this man. Tristan once single–handedly fought against over 50 skilled fighters from another group. His body was completely covered in wounds, but he didn’t fall and instead killed all of his opponents.”
Andrew was not impressed and just smiled. Fighting 50 opponents was nothing special to him since he had seen people take on 500 at once, so this was not particularly remarkable.
Earl hurried over to greet Tristan with a fawning smile and said, “Sir, you’re here! This little punk’s got a death wish! He beat us up, then had the balls to hand me his phone and tell me to call you–like he’s not scared of what you’ll do!”
Tristan replied in an icy voice, “Get out of my way, you embarrassment!”
Earl was rebuffed and stood aside awkwardly, but inwardly he was sneering. Tristan’s temperament was dark and violent, often killing people on a whim. He believed that Andrew would at least lose a limb or two today.
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