Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 105 I Have More Important Things to Do

Greta paused and then turned to look at the two men on the ground. "Take them in," said Greta calmly. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"Yes."

Several security guards stepped up, picked up the two gangsters and dragged them toward the

Sandoval Tower.

Leila and Melissa followed Greta back to the Sandoval Tower. The security guards looked at the men

tied up to the chairs.

Leila treated them particularly cruel, beating them almost out of breath.

"The Sandoval Group has never had a bad relationship with the Spider Gang. Why are you here to

make trouble?" Greta asked coldly as she sat down.

The men were silent. Greta then asked a few more questions. But they didn't say anything.

"We can't beat them anymore, or they might be killed," said Leila.

Greta frowned. The Sandoval Group was famous in Ocean City. The Spider Gang wouldn't be so stupid

to make trouble here.

With the Sandoval Group's connections and influence, the Spider Gang wouldn't dare to do so.

Greta thought it was not simple at all.

The two men seemed like they were coming for death.

In the mansion, Maxwell, was scrubbing the floor.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Maxwell took a breath, pulled out his phone. When he saw the message on

the screen, he smiled.

"Metis, what do you want?" Maxwell looked out of the window.

He had a feeling that Metis was going to tear Ocean City apart.

***

In Levans Palace, Ocean City.

Levans Palace, located in the center of Ocean City, was the heart of the entire underworld!

Few people dared to offend the Lord of Levans Palace, and even the entire underground world!

No one even dared to mention his name!

He was the top man in the underworld of Ocean City and his history was like legend. Countless

underground members were in awe of him.

Rumor had it that the Lord of Levans Palace, returned from overseas, was skilled in martial arts, and

soon set the pattern of the underground world of Ocean City!

There were few people in the whole Ocean City who had the ability to buy a mansion in Levans Palace,

and those who had the guts to do so had not been born yet!

Mr. Fletcher was an overseas returnee, and his reputation in Ocean City was won by himself.

On the surface, he was a chairman of an entertainment company, but he carried clout.

At the moment, he was reading a newspaper, sitting on a luxurious leather sofa, with a Tibetan mastiff,

as clever as a puppy, lying beside him.

No one would expect that the Tibetan mastiff, who was so fierce, would be so tame!

The room was surrounded by heavily armed bodyguards, as jealously guarded as military bases.

Suddenly, on the tea table in front of the man, the antique landline machine range.

When a bodyguard picked the phone, he handed it respectfully to the man, "Mr. Fletcher, it's for you."

The man put down the newspaper and slowly answered the phone.

A sexy voice came from the other end of the line, "How's it going?"

Such a charming voice would make any man lose control of himself.

"Everything goes well. My men are in," the man spoke lightly.

"Well done. It's your show time." If Maxwell were here, he would instantly recognize that it was Metis's

voice.

"Me?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled ironically.

To let him do this? No way!

"Right, it's a game. If you want to have fun, you have to take it seriously. Rest assured. Then the things

are done, I will set you free." Metis smiled deeply.

Few people in Ocean City could have imagined that Mr. Fletcher, the leader of the underworld of Ocean

City, would be Metis's servant!

It was totally out of everyone's expectation!

"Good." When Mr. Fletcher heard about the condition, he immediately agreed. Behind his dark glasses,

a touch of ferocity flashed by his eyes.

When he hung up the phone, Mr. Fletcher, seated on his luxurious leather sofa, suddenly said out loud,

"Get the troops ready!"

Mr. Fletcher suddenly got up and his strong aura filled the air.

The Tibetan mastiff, lying at Mr. Fletcher's feet, suddenly quivered all over. Fear came into its fierce

eyes and it began to whimper and shiver, as if it had sensed something terrible.

After the order was issued, numerous men dressed in black rushed out of the mansion building. A row

of black cars, like an angry dragon, headed for the Sandoval Tower!

Countless black cars took up the road, becoming a frightening scene in the Ocean City!

Countless passers-by fled away in panic because they knew that only Levans Palace would have made

such a sensation!

And in Ocean City, only Mr. Fletcher had this qualification!

Then, a black Mercedes Benz surrounded by many black cars, slowly drove out of Levans Palace and

headed for the distance.

Greta returned to the office, caressing her fair forehead. She was very upset about how to deal the two

men.

"They aren't willing to say it," Leila said. Although Leila, as a member of special force, was experienced

in interrogation, she couldn't get anything out of them.

"They're just a pawn, and maybe they're really just here to make trouble," Greta said slowly, "I just don't

know who's behind it."

Greta couldn't help thinking of Andreas, but she soon ruled him out. With his pride, he wouldn't do such

a stupid thing.

Could it be the opponents of the Sandoval Group?

Greta thought to herself. Suddenly, the phone rang.

When Greta got through, the head of the security guard said, "Oh no, Ms. Greta! Things have gone

worse!"

"What's the matter?" Greta stood up, looked out of the window, and was stunned.

She glazed outside the window and felt shocked!

Greta was breathing fast. Melissa turned her head, looked out the window, and she was also shocked.

Even Leila, who had undergone many big events, couldn't help being shocked by what she saw.

Outside the Sandoval Tower, on the road in the distance, there were black cars all over the place,

pouring down on it!

"Ms. Greta, they must be from Levans Palace. We've provoked Levans Palace!" the head of the

security guards was panicked.

The head of the underground forces, Levans Palace, had conflict with the Sandoval Group for the first

time!

"How could it be?" Greta's face was pale and she trembled a bit!

***

At this time, in a high-end bar, a young man was fooling around with countless beautiful eyes.

With the bar lights flickering, the young man was so joyous and indulged in the orgy.

This was one of the top bars in Ocean City, and people with low status couldn't get in.

Suddenly, the young man's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and looked serious when he

saw the message.

The young men then made a phone call. Maxwell's quiet, deep voice rang out, "Are you having fun?"

"Brother, the girls here are really hot! Do you want to come? They are hotter than those of overseas

bars," said the young man excitedly.

"Well, you have a task. The Sandoval Group is in trouble now. Go and solve it," Maxwell spoke lightly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then puckered his lips and said, "Shouldn't you solve this

matter yourself?"

"If you don't go solve it now, I'll close this bar tomorrow and you won't have fun there anymore."

Maxwell said casually, "I have important things to do. My wife won't let me sleep in bed until I finish my

chores."

"Well, I haven't seen you sleeping in her bed," The young man murmured to himself after he hung up

the phone.

The young man gave a lingering look at the beauties and walked out of the bar. And then he got into

the Rolls-Royce.

When the Rolls-Royce sped off into the distance, the Sandoval Tower was in a mess.

Black cars had stopped and a bodyguard went out, holding a steel bar, and hit the security guards who

went up!

The security guards of the Sandoval Group dared not leave the building. Many employees were in

horror.

Many things that happened today were out of their expectation.

Greta hurried out of the Sandoval Tower. Gradually, the black Mercedes Benz appeared in sight, which

made Greta's beautiful eyes light up.

The black Mercedes was too unique, and everyone was guessing who it would be.

Dozens of bodyguards were on alert, as if they were waiting for an order.

The black Mercedes stopped at the side of the road. Then the door opened.

A man stepped out, and as soon as he appeared, the atmosphere at the entrance of the Sandoval

Tower got tensed!

Greta's beautiful eyes shrank. Naturally, she recognized this man. His cold and resolute face and deep

and cold eyes were as mysterious and unpredictable as his mind was.

This was Mr. Fletcher from Levans Palace, the boss of the Spider Gang!!

Who could imagine that Levans Palace would make such a sensation because of two gangsters!

They two men were just nobody, but Mr. Fletcher handled the things himself!

Many people trembled, knowing that this would not be solved easily.

"What did Mr. Fletcher come here for?" Greta asked, without polite greetings. The men from Levans

Palace deserved no respect.

"I want my men back." Mr. Fletcher glanced at Greta and said lightly, which made Greta feel relieved.

Greta would not be afraid if he wanted his men back.

"Mr. Fletcher can take the two men with you later," Greta said quietly.

"I want more than them. I want you too!" Mr. Fletcher's eyes ran across the dying gangsters and then

rested on Greta.

There was a dead silence in the company. Mr. Fletcher stared at Greta through his sunglasses.

Greta looked sullen and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Fletcher?"