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Chapter 671: Take Your Claw Away!

Charlie glanced at the cigarette Mr. Strong held up, his expression cold, “Take your claw away!”

“Oh, sure.”

Mr. Strong smiled obsequiously, “If you don’t smoke, then let me treat you to a meal. Please, give me the honor?”

This time, Charlie didn’t speak, just stared at him coldly.

The intense gaze made Mr. Strong feel uneasy, causing him to take two steps back in fear.

Tom, seeing Charlie’s impatience and Mr. Strong’s obsequious behavior, immediately shouted, “Stop talking nonsense! Answer whatever my young master asks you!”

“Just a few questions?”

Mr. Strong breathed a sigh of relief and shot a resentful glance at the man beside him. He then straightened up and pretended to be obedient, “Sir, ask anything you want! Whatever I know, I’ll tell you everything…”

Linda, standing behind, couldn’t help but roll her eyes, “He talks too much!”

Nancy turned her head to look at her, “You, a chatterbox, think he talks too much?”

Linda laughed sheepishly, “I may talk a lot, but I say meaningful things. Unlike him, all his words are useless nonsense, annoying to listen to!”

“Hmm.”

Nancy nodded, taking Linda’s hand and walking forward to stand beside Charlie.

Earlier, Nancy and Linda had been standing further back, and since Mr. Strong initially thought there was going to be a fight, he hadn’t looked closely at the people on their side. When Nancy stepped forward, his attention was immediately drawn to her…

“Summer… Summer… Nancy!?”

Charlie, who had been expressionless, instantly darkened at Mr. Strong’s words, “You know her?”

“Ah? I… I don’t know her!”

Mr. Strong was so frightened by Charlie’s cold expression that his legs started to shake. He hurriedly explained, “Nancy’s affair was such big news, and being from City Nustin, I naturally paid attention to those entertainment gossips. Since she is Nancy, then… then you… you…”

Realizing Charlie’s identity, Mr. Strong’s legs completely gave out, and he collapsed in front of Charlie, “Young Master Firth! Young Master Firth! I was blind, didn’t recognize you. I’m sorry, it was all a misunderstanding.”

Damn it!

Weren’t they saying Charlie had moved to Liverton?

Why is he back in City Nustin!?

Whenever Charlie is around, small-time crooks like us have to lay low and stay out of trouble!

Charlie looked down at him, not telling him to get up, and asked directly, “Who told you to have your brother clean and tend to that grave every week?”

“Ah? That…”

Hearing this, Mr. Strong hesitated.

Henry frowned, his voice cold, “Is this something you can’t say?”

“Ah?”

Mr. Strong looked up at Henry, shivering all over from the cold, stern look in Henry’s eyes. He quickly nodded, “I can… I can say… just… just don’t know where to start…”

Charlie forcefully threw the man in his hand to the ground. The man scrambled to his feet and knelt beside Mr. Strong.

“Mr. Strong, you better start talking! This is Young Master Firth! If he’s not satisfied, just look at me…”

He opened his mouth, pointing to his missing tooth, then lowered his voice, “They’re more ruthless than you. Hurry up and talk…”

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