Peter ran at the top of his speed but he dashed into an alley with a dead end.

What he’d been worry about happened at last.

Peter had been penniless and frustrated over these days.

The money Jeff Nam promised never came, but he met a bunch of killers instead.

He now knew who Jeff Nam truly was at last.

This poor thug was ridiculously fooled by that rich hypocrite.

He wanted to come to Wayne for help. Maybe the guy could offer his a chance.

But he met another gang searching for him and he realized they were Wayne’s people.

There’s no choice but running as fast as he could.

The front money Jeff had paid him was all spent on gambling and prostitutes.

Peter was even poorer than before.

He always had to look for places to hide himself and begged for food to survive. If he had realized he would end up like this, he would never work for Jeff Nam.

However, his nightmare became reality at last--he had to keep running from being killed. However, the guy then ran into an alley with a dead end.

Dozens of rogues surrounded Peter, the leader of them commanded in a low voice: “Beat him to death!”

Peter was kicked and beat from head to toe.

Soon the guy was nearly out of breath. He whispered and begged for mercy.

A young man watched the scene from a distance and slightly snorted.

The guy had four men in black suits behind him.

When Peter was almost beat to death, he moved his lips and waved, “There you go.”

The four men dashed toward them and it didn’t take over five minutes for them to beat up these thugs.

If not witnessed with one’s own eyes, it was hard to believe that that bunch of men were fight back by mere these four guys.

After finishing the fight, they came back and stood behind the young man once again. The young guy was Wayne Chen.

Wayne’s bodyguard team was organized by Frank with each and every professional and skilled fighter able to beat hundred of ordinary men or several dozens of trained killers at a time.

Then Wayne walked closer and looked down at the poor guy.

Peter was covered all over with his blood and was moribund.

Wayne just can’t stop hating this man moaning on the ground.

He ruined Frank’s life for money. If the bodyguard hadn’t pushed Jane away at that time, this man would have ruined the love of his life.

How he wished to curse this fool to go to hell.

Then Wayne made a gesture and one of the black suit men took a recorder pen out.

“Tell us. Just say it and we let you live and revenge for you.”

Although Peter was fading away, the word revenge dragged him back to consciousness.

A glint of joy flashed in his eyes. He shouldn’t die--he had revenge to make.

So he told the whole process of how Jeff Nam found him, paid him money and had him to do all these nasty things.

“I’m sorry, Mr Chen.”

It was the last words Peter gave, as if he was about to pass away in the next minute.

While Wayne stared at him in the eyes, “You’re not gonna die. But if you think I’ll forgive you for what you’ve just said, you’re too innocent.”

The ambulance was already waiting outside the alley. As Wayne gave his gesture, several nurses came and took Peter to the vehicle and dashed all the way to the hospital.

Wayne then picked up a guy from those had been beaten up and said in a cold tone, “Go back and tell Jeff Nam, he’s been messing up with the wrong guy.”

... ...

The guy Wayne Chen had just mentioned stopped what he was doing just now and sat at the other side of the bed, on which there was a busty woman.

The woman squeezed a smiley face and said, “Mr Nam, you must be tired lately. Let me give you a massage...”

Her face was covered with tons of makeups.

“Get your ass out of here!” Jeff had been extremely depressed recently. And he just failed to get excited even though he tried some new women.

It was the real motive that he urged his men to murder Peter as soon as possible.

The bumpkin was the root of his worries. He had to get rid of him to be the same old playboy in the arena of love.

He could have a taste of any woman he liked, while Jane Lim was always his regret.

He didn’t dare to woo her for she was the eldest daughter of the Lim family and was ranked top on the G4 list.

He thought he finally had the chance when her family went broke.

But there came a goddamn Wayne Chen.

“Why there’s no message? These useless craps. It’s not that difficult!” Jeff checked his cell phone.

Then he lit up a cigar and started to puff on his bed.

His mind went wild about how he’s going to play the game with Wayne Chen after Peter was dead.

“Wayne, you now know who I am.”

Then he imagined caressing the fair white skin of Jane. What would it be like to touch it?

He then pictured going all the way down her neck to both breasts, slender waist, and then to that pair of long and slim legs. He even wanted to have a bite of her feet.

On thinking of these, Jeff had a boner and he murmured to himself, “Jane Lim will be mine sooner or later.”

At the moment, his phone sang. It was a short message.

“Boss, Wayne Chen is looking for you!”