The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 202: Let's Go! (1/2)

Coleson was equally surprised, but he had already prepared himself mentally, so he recovered rather quickly.

Anything could have happened to Mike.

After one incident after another, he had recognized this fact.

Patting Blades shoulder, as Blades unruly face turned toward him, Coleson revealed a smile and said, Now, do you believe in miracles?

Blade nodded and said, Now if you say hes a god, I believe it!

Damn, this is God, right?

He and Coleson looked at each other, their eyes filled with exclamation.

The two turned their heads to look, only to see the god in their mouths was half crouched on the ground, as if he was talking to Deacon Firth.

Can money buy a life?

The two men froze.

This god, so good at business?

The two mens faces darkened.

Blade couldnt help but say, If you let him go, its the same as letting a scourge go!

This guy was brutal by nature and had killed his mother, taking out the other party was one of his goals in life.

Dickon Firths face stiffened and he hurriedly said, No, I will hide and not appear before you again, and from today onwards, I will eat vegetarian.

Put your fucking shit!

The blade angrily took out his gun and pointed it at Dickon Firth. When he was about to shoot, Mike turned his head and looked at him, dissatisfied: He is my prey. We are discussing business.

Saying that, Mike squeezed his eyes at him.

Blade was stunned, his face turned odd and he grunted coldly at Mike.

Mike turned his head and looked at Deacon Firth impatiently and said, Transfer the money.

Saying that, he handed his phone over.

Dickon Faith took the phone and held it with strength and said, Money, I can transfer to you, but, you must let me go.

He looked at Mike and Blade and, with a brave face he said, Promise that you two are not allowed to make a move.

As for the balding man who hadnt spoken, he was just an ordinary man, no threat to him at all.

Coleson blinked, the corners of his mouth twitching.

He felt insulted.

Was this a straightforward way to ignore him?

Mike let out a deep breath, nodded and said, Yes.

Blades face sank, but recalling Mikes wink just now, he could only hold back the impulse in his heart.

But he guaranteed that if Mike really let the other side go, he would kill Deacon Faith even at the risk of being killed by Mike.

Dickon Firth looked at Mike and sighed with relief after making sure that Mike was not telling lies.

Mike would really let him go for money.

Could a man of this strength be short of money?

No, it should be the poor morality that restrained him.

So, could he impress the other party with money?

Dickon Faiths mind turned a thought, showed a pleasing smile to Mike and said, If you need money, I can become your man, and I can get more money for you if you want.

Mike raised his eyebrows.

The young mans mind is turning quite fast, but

Mike shook his head and said, Cut the crap, or Ill change my attention.

Deacon Firths heart sank, but he still smiled curtly.

He had absolutely no room for bargaining, the gap between the two sides was too great.

However, as long as he could really get out of here safely this time, he would definitely make the other side regret it!

Money, he didnt care about money!

If all the money he had could be exchanged for his one percent chance of survival, he would put up a fight.

So, he took Mikes phone and was about to make a call when Mike raised his hand and said, Wait a minute.

Taking back his own phone, he turned his head to look at Coleson and said, Disposable phone, you should have it.

Coleson nodded and handed over one of the cell phones he carried with him.

Mike handed it to Deacon Firth and said, Now, call it.

You are very discreet.

Deacon Faiths posture was so low he was burying himself in the dirt.

Cut the crap.

Mike was a little impatient.

Deacon Faith hurriedly called out.