"Mr. Thorneycroft!"
Ibrahim Ridge frantically knelt on the ground and wailed to Fabian Percival, "Ever since you returned to Gonzalez City, I was the first to respond to Mr. Michael's call, leading our employees and brothers to rally to your side!"
As he spoke, his face was deathly pale.
Large beads of sweat also fell from his forehead!
The group's rules!
Those are ironclad regulations!
Even Fabian Percival must abide by the group's rules!
In the underworld, the group's rules are the law!
But if his fingers were really chopped off, Ibrahim Ridge would be finished for good!
With many talented young men under Fabian Percival's command, would he want a useless man?
The air was filled with a deathly silence.
Hearing his words, Fabian Percival also frowned slightly.
Ibrahim Ridge once held an important position under Aron Jackson.
The day after I returned to Gonzalez City, he came to the Five-lakes Clubhouse with people and money.
