Completely Spineless
Editor: Atlas Studios
With Dallas's command, the three bodyguards behind him immediately rushed toward Lucas.
Dallas smirked smugly.
Seeing how thin and weak Lucas looked, he assumed that his competent bodyguards would be able to beat Lucas into a pulp in less than a minute.
Suddenly, Dallas's phone in his pocket rang.
He took it out and saw that it was Nate calling.
Dallas hurriedly picked it up and said respectfully, "Hey, Nate."
"How's your business going? How's that kid now? Did you manage to catch him?"
Dallas laughed out loud twice. "Nate, you called at the right time. That punk is getting beaten up by my bodyguards right now, and he's going to die soon. Hear that? He's already screaming…"
"Ah!"
"Waahhh!"
"Argh!"
There were three successive screams of misery.
While smugly reporting the situation to Nate, Dallas suddenly realized that something was wrong.