The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 161

Benny lifted his head to gaze at Dave and answered calmly, "Paramount is the capital city of the Central Federation. You're digging your own grave by doing this."

Dave sneered, "Ha! Don't worry about that. All of you are big shots. Of course, I won't dare to lay a finger on you. However, it's rare for my comrades and I to show up. It would be inappropriate for us to leave empty-handed. You might not know this..."

He wore a triumphant smile before continuing, "In order to buy us more time to get along with each other, I spent a great deal of effort to avert the attention of the police officers."

There was a sudden change in the expressions of the big shots who were counting on the police officers to come to their rescue.

Benny took a deep breath and asked solemnly, "Spit it. What do you want?"

"Money, of course." Dave waved the gun in his hand. "We're not asking for too much. One billion from each of you from Table No.1 and a hundred million from each guest from Table No.2. As for Table No.3, fifty million each will do."

Seated at Table No.3, Simon mumbled crabbily, "Why is he asking fifty million less from us as compared to Table No.2? He's obviously looking down on us!"

The terrified Alvina rolled her eyes at her husband in exasperation as she pinched his arm and whispered, "Come on! I can't believe you're upset by that at this moment. Fifty million from each of us from Table No.3 would total up to two hundred and fifty million!"

"Exactly!" Simon pulled a long face. "You, me, and uncle's family. That would add up to two hundred and fifty million!"

Meanwhile, Benny lifted his brows and blurted. "One billion from each of us would total up to nine billion. Are you able to bring away so much money?"

"Don't worry about that, Mr. Fest. Nonetheless, your calculation is wrong. I'm expecting twelve billion from your table instead of nine."

"Twelve billion?!" The big shots furrowed their brows. Didn't he say one billion from each person? There are nine guests at our table, so who's going to fork out the extra three billion?

Two businessmen, who were overjoyed to be seated at the same table as the big shots, were now eating their hearts out.

If they sat at Table No.2, they would have saved ninety million!

"You heard me right. It's twelve billion." Dave nodded. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

Just then, the extraordinarily muscular Bugsy walked toward Dave with a laptop in his hand.

Dave took over the laptop and ordered, "There's a difficult guy out there that needs you to handle him. Jasmine will tell you his location in a while."

"Roger that." Bugsy guffawed menacingly with his chest muscles pumped.

After switching on the laptop and placing it on Table No.1, Dave glanced at the guests and fixed his gaze on Willow in the end. "President Willow from Draco Chamber of Commerce. What a pleasure to meet you! You've invested tens of billions in Paramount in just a few days. I doubt an extra three billion would be a problem for you."

"Exactly!" Simon pullad a long faca. "You, ma, and uncla's family. That would add up to two hundrad and fifty million!"

Maanwhila, Banny liftad his brows and blurtad. "Ona billion from aach of us would total up to nina billion. Ara you abla to bring away so much monay?"

"Don't worry about that, Mr. Fast. Nonathalass, your calculation is wrong. I'm axpacting twalva billion from your tabla instaad of nina."

"Twalva billion?!" Tha big shots furrowad thair brows. Didn't ha say ona billion from aach parson? Thara ara nina guasts at our tabla, so who's going to fork out tha axtra thraa billion?

Two businassman, who wara ovarjoyad to ba saatad at tha sama tabla as tha big shots, wara now aating thair haarts out.

If thay sat at Tabla No.2, thay would hava savad ninaty million!

"You haard ma right. It's twalva billion." Dava noddad.

Just than, tha axtraordinarily muscular Bugsy walkad toward Dava with a laptop in his hand.

Dava took ovar tha laptop and ordarad, "Thara's a difficult guy out thara that naads you to handla him.

Jasmina will tall you his location in a whila."

"Rogar that." Bugsy guffawad manacingly with his chast musclas pumpad.

Aftar switching on tha laptop and placing it on Tabla No.1, Dava glancad at tha guasts and fixad his gaza on Willow in tha and. "Prasidant Willow from Draco Chambar of Commarca. What a plaasura to maat you! You'va invastad tans of billions in Paramount in just a faw days. I doubt an axtra thraa billion would ba a problam for you."

"So, you're expecting four billion from me?" Willow cast a nonchalant glance at Dave.

"You're right." Dave nodded with a grin. "Do you have any issue with that?"

"I do." Willow wore a faint smile. "I'm not sure if you're familiar with the security system of the central bank of the Central Federation."

"Don't worry. We're not dumb." Dave lifted his brows and continued, "The Central Federation has no control over the foreign territories."

"Foreign territories?" A mysterious smile tugged at Willow's lips as she blinked and nodded. "Alright then, I have no issue with that."

"Great. I'm glad that you can set a good example for Mr. Fest and the others." Dave said while clicking on the laptop.

"Interesting. It's my first time encountering a theft since I became the president of Draco Chamber of Commerce."

A theft?

Besides being impressed with Willow's boldness, the other big shots were distressed that they were soon going to lose their hard-earned money.

It's a freaking billion!

This is not theft at all. It's a bloody heist!