The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 73 Capital Punishmen

The boldness that Farris had while he was torturing Milo disappeared into thin air when he saw the

Blue Hawk march in and surround everyone. He didn't expect that they would come here.

They were the strongest guards of the Warren family in Rinas. They were also under the control of the

Dark Fist which was one of the top departments of the Warren family.

Staring blankly at the fierce men in front of him, he pondered, 'Did Raul send them? No, he can't send

the Blue Hawk at short notice. He would have to follow the normal protocol by holding a meeting with

all the cadres in the city and seeking our approval. He didn't have the right to solely deploy the Blue

Hawk. Could it be that Mr. Hudson sent them? Jeez! Speak of the devil!'

Farris had just mentioned Egan's name in his head when a gray-haired old man came over with several

suited men in his wake.

This old man was none other than Egan, Randall's right-hand man who had specially come to see

Horace this morning on his boss's order.

His face was red and his eyes blazed with anger. Although he was old, his anxiousness caused him to

walk faster than normal. When he saw Horace lying unconscious on Laila's lap, he ran to him. "Is Mr.

Warren all right?" he worriedly asked Isla, who had been treating him.

Isla nodded her head and replied, "Mr. Hudson, he's okay. Mr. Warren just passed out because of the

blows he received. His condition is not life-threatening at all. He would wake up after having a good

rest."

"What the fuck? Some bastards dared to hit Mr. Warren! Who are those god-damned persons? Fall out

right now!" Although Egan was relieved that Horace's life wasn't in danger, he was still angry that he

got beaten. He badly wanted to teach the culprits an unforgettable lesson.

"The culprits would be shown no mercy. No matter who they are, they must dance to the music. Seize

all of them and throw them into the Thunder Prison right now!" Egan breathed fire.

"Thunder Prison?" The commander of the Blue Hawk couldn't help but shiver when he heard Egan's

command. Horror was written on his face.

When his subordinates saw his expression, they asked curiously, "Commander, is the Thunder Prison a

terrifying place? Why do you have such an expression?"

"You all have no idea. The Thunder Prison is more than terrifying. It's considered to be hell on earth.

That's because the people locked up there suffer a lot and their lives become a living hell. Some even

beg to be executed. More so, it's hard to tell the time in there. The prison is always dark, so the

prisoners don't know whether it's day or night. This is to tell you that the place is a no-go area. Make

sure you don't commit an offense that would send you there. Otherwise, you would regret ever being

born. I spent two days there as part of my endurance training. It would interest you to know that I

almost collapsed. I saw hell!"

The commander's body trembled uncontrollably as he reminisced about his short time in the Thunder

Prison. "Now, don't ask me any more questions. Discussing that prison is a taboo. If you are caught

gossiping about it, you will be sent there to experience it firsthand. Don't say I didn't warn you," he

added sternly.

As soon as he finished speaking, two of the young men in suits who were behind Egan walked out.

They cupped their hands and bowed respectfully. "Yes, Mr. Hudson. We'll take them to the Thunder

Prison now!" they said obediently.

Without further ado, they stepped forward and arrested two of Milo's men who had beaten Horace.

They dragged them out easily.

"See? Those men in suits are members of the Dark Fist!" The Blue Hawk's commander pointed at the

men and explained to his subordinates in a low voice.

"Huh? The Dark Fist? Isn't that the top law enforcement authority of the Warren family? It's said that all

the members are powerful elites. Rumors also have it that some members of the Dragon Soul joined

the Dark Fist. How true is that?"

One of the members of the Blue Hawk relayed to the commander what he had heard and also asked

for confirmation.

"Yes, the rumors are true. The members of the Dragon Soul are the strongest and most fearless guards

of the entire Warren family. Ninety percent of them are in the Dark Fist. All of you, listen to me carefully.

You must never offend any member of the Dark Fist. Most especially, the ones in suits. It's the uniform

for all the Dragon Soul's members that are also part of the Dark Fist. They are regarded as the

deadliest of them all!"

The commander's eyes were filled with dread as he talked about these two fierce groups.

It was at this time that a man suddenly rushed over from the main entrance. When he got to the center

of the scene, he greeted Egan respectfully. "Mr. Hudson!"

Out of breath, he asked, "Please what do you plan to do concerning this matter, Mr. Hudson? The

Russell family is a big clan in this city!"

This man was Raul, the head of all the associates of the Warren family in Rinas.

"Humph! Wipe out the entire family! I don't care if there are thousands of them. The power of the

Russell family is not even up to one percent of the Warren family's. The culprit bit more than he can

chew. He must pay the price. His family shouldn't be spared too. There are a lot of people who badly

want to be the richest man in this city. Strip the title off Dario and give it to someone else more

deserving!"

Egan snorted with disdain after he sensed Raul's reluctance. It was obvious that he didn't rate Dario at

all. He hated that such a man was somewhat involved in Horace's suffering.

Meanwhile, Milo who had broken limbs hadn't been taken away yet. He was still lying on the floor. As

the main culprit, he would be interrogated and tortured before being sent to prison. The pores of his

skin enlarged and produced an insane amount of sweat after he listen to the conversation between

Egan and Raul. His eyes widened in horror. 'Oh my God! What's going on today? How come this man

doesn't take my uncle seriously? My uncle is the most affluent man in this city. Why are they talking

bad about him as if he's weaker than an ant? Something isn't right.'

The onlookers were as confused and afraid as Milo when they heard the conversation between Egan

and Raul. 'These men are going all out to avenge the unconscious young man. What is his true

identity? From their conversation, it seems he's more important than Mr. Russell and his entire family.

Is it true that he comes from a more powerful family?'

'Alas! Mr. Rivera wasn't exaggerating earlier!' Macie, like the others, was lost in thoughts. When Farris

had said that Dario wasn't even half the man Horace was, she didn't believe him. After all, Dario was

the richest man in the city and his power was immeasurable. It was hard for her to believe that her

former classmate who had been bullied was more powerful than him.

Laila wasn't left out in this array of confusing thoughts. She looked at Horace's face and thought, 'Who

are you, Horace? It seems we are not on the same level.'

Just as the onlookers' minds were plagued with questions and undiluted confusion, Dario finally

arrived. He was sweating profusely. When he saw that Horace was lying unconscious, he sank to his

knees immediately. Afterward, he rained slaps on his cheeks.

They soon became very puffy and red. After a while, he bowed at Horace's feet like an erring servant.

"Mr. Warren, it's all my fault. I failed at my duty as an uncle!"

Milo had been relieved when he first saw his uncle. But when he saw him kneeling and apologizing to

Horace, he was shocked to the bone. 'What the hell? Are my eyes deceiving me? Why is he kneeling

and apologizing to a poor man? No, no, no! I must be dreaming! It must be a dream! My uncle is the

most influential man in this city. He will never grovel at anyone's feet!' Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Humph!" Egan's snort interrupted the heartfelt apology session that was going on. He looked at Dario

with a deep frown. "Don't be stupid, Dario. Things don't work that way. If a simple apology could make

everything right, why then are there laid down rules that we must follow? You spoiled your nephew. He

knocked Mr. Warren out today. There's no way you can escape punishment!"