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Chapter 30

    Chapter 30


    Chapter 30,A Man Like None Other


    Snorting, Jared threw a p with his hand. Despite not being the first to attack, he managed tond his


    strike on the stall owner first. Upon impact, the stall owner spun in a few circles beforeing to a


    stop. The p caused his already pudgy face to swell even further, making him look even more like a


    pig. “Get him, and kill him!” the stall owner bellowed. With that, the group of burly men roared as they


    charged at Jared.


    Bam! Bam! Bam! In the blink of an eye, the men were kicked back by Jared. Upon crashing onto the


    ground, none of them were able to get back up. Stunned by what they saw, the hollering traders fell


    silent. In fact, they attempted to slip away after realizing that Jared wasn’t someone they could afford to


    mess with. Having regained his senses, the stall owner scowled. “Kid, how dare you cause trouble here


    in Antique Street?


    Do you know who owns this turf? The Temr Regiment! Mr. Lewis runs this ce, and you’ve gotten


    yourself in some real trouble by kicking up a fuss here!” The stall owner knew that once he brought up


    the Temr Regiment, everyone would quiver in fear and flee. After all, it wasmon for trouble to


    break out in Antique Street.


    Hence, throwing that name around had alwayse in useful. “The Temr Regiment?” Jared


    sneered. “What are you going to do if I told you I’m not afraid of them?” “Who isn’t afraid of us, the


    Temr Regiment?” Just as Jared spoke, a piercing voice rang out. In the next moment, the crowd


    quickly stepped aside to open a path.


    A man with a scar on his left cheek approached them. Behind him were more than ten menacing-


    looking men. Regardless of the stall owner or the crowd, everyone was filled with terror at the sight of


    the men. The stall owner quickly crawled up to him. “Scarface, this kid is causing trouble here and even


    snatched the jade I wanted to present to Mr. Lewis. It’s a piece of imperial jade, which is his favorite!”


    The stall owner demonstrated his cunning with great ir.


    “An imperial jade?” Scarface’s eyes lit up. “Kid, show me the jade!” “Are you one of Tommy’s men?”


    Jared asked. “B*stard, how dare you address Mr. Lewis by name?” Emboldened by Scarface’s


    presence, the stall owner pointed at Jared and snapped, “This is Mr. Lewis’ most important lieutenant,


    Scarface. He’s in charge of Antique Street’s security.” Ignoring the stall owner, Jared looked at


    Scarface and shed his ring at him.


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    “Do you recognize this ring?” Upon taking a closer look, Scarface scoffed, “That’s just a worn-out


    bronze ring. What’s there to recognize? Now, hand over the jade, and I’m willing to forgive your


    transgressions toward Mr. Lewis!” Jared took out the jade. When it glistened underneath the light,


    Scarface’s face lit up in delight.


    “Quick, give it to me!” Scarface waved at Jared. Fiddling with the jade, Jared inly remarked, “Since


    you don’t recognize my ring, you should get Tommy toe here. As long as he’s here and wants the


    jade, I’m willing to give it to him.” “What did you say?” Scarface fumed.


    “Mr. Lewis isn’t someone you can order around at will. Who do you think you are? You arrogant idiot,


    you’re forcing me to teach you a lesson!” “If you refuse to get him, I can give him a call.” With that said,


    Jared took out his phone. “You have his number?” Scarface furrowed his brows.


    Given how important Tommy was, not everyone had his number. Now that Jared was in possession of


    it, it was a sign that he wasn’t just an ordinary person. “139322…” Jared read Tommy’s number aloud


    and looked in Scarface’s direction. “Do you want to call him, or should I?”
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