Money Only to Burn

Chapter 99

At this time, a Ferrari went straight into the construction site. Cyril got out of the car and quickly rushed into the crowd with Rainee.

"Dad, Mom, how are you?" Rainee rushed over when she saw her parents. His eyes were filled with worry.

When he saw that his father's head was bleeding, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Dad, you're bleeding. Let's get to the hospital!"

"Rainee, why are you here?" Fern and Tyler want to hide it from their daughter, afraid she'll worry.

Unexpectedly, he still knew the truth.

"It's me. Rainee, persuade your mother to leave. It's too dangerous here. " Said Fern's assistant. The assistant had no choice but to call Rainee to persuade her.

"Mom, there's too many. Let's go back first! Dad's head is bleeding. We need to get to the hospital!" Rainee was also afraid that something might happen to them, so she immediately persuaded her mother.

"Rainee, take your father to the hospital first. I will stay here and see who dares to steal my building materials today!"

Tonight, Fern is all-out. He worked hard for a month, but the building materials he sent out were stolen every day.

Griffin had warned him several times. If he did not resolve this matter, it would be impossible for him to become the chairman.

"Auntie, leave it to me!" Cyril stood out and said, feeling it was time for him to help solve the problem.

"No, you should go back!" Fern doesn't like Cyril.

Now seeing that he wanted to show off again, he couldn't help but answer angrily.

Cyril ignored him, went straight to punk, and said in a cold voice.

"Who did it?" Cyril's voice was not loud, but there was a trace of cruelty.

He's getting mad.

Not only did these gangsters rob the building materials, but they also hit Rainee's father.

If he didn't teach them a lesson, they would break the law.

"Cyril, don't provoke them." Rainee was a little worried.

He was afraid that these gangsters would be provoked and beat up Cyril. This is not what he wanted to see.

"It's okay. They can't do anything to me. " Cyril comforted him.

Then Cyril took a few steps closer to them and said again.

"Who did it? Stand out. "

"It's me. What can you do with me? Show me your ass." A young man with an arrogant face suddenly came out from the gangster with an iron rod in his hand.

"Well, I'll break your legs and arms!" Cyril's eyes were grim.

That's not the right time now. When

caalum's people came, he would definitely temper this person's arms and legs.

"Come on! Comeing! Come, come! Show me your ass! Are you bragging? You are courting death! Brooch, teach him a lesson!" The young man seemed to be the leader of this group of people.

As soon as he waved his hand, the 40 or 50 gangsters behind him immediately surrounded Cyril with iron rods.

Rainee was so frightened that her face turned pale. Tyler and Fern are scared too.

However, at this moment, over a dozen vans suddenly went straight into the construction site. A fat man came out of the van at the front.

Then, ten men came out of each van with iron rods in their hands.

In total there were nearly a hundred people, and they all walked towards Cyril.

When those gangsters saw this scene, they were also stunned for a moment.

Tyler, Fern, and Rainee are even more terrified!

Are these gangsters on the opposite side?

What do they have to do?

A large number of gangsters with iron rods came out of the van. Rainee was so scared that her face turned pale. He ran to Cyril in a hurry, very frightened.

"Cyril, let's go first! We can't offend so many people!"

"No problem. They are our own people! " Cyril answered.

Since those people did not care, they could only rely on themselves.

"Our own people?" Rainee was confused.

The other party was clearly a gangster.

Some people had tattoos on their bodies, and they were all fierce, especially that fat man, who was leading them. He's definitely not a good guy.

"Sorry, Mr. Woodley. We're too late. We all slept well. " Fat***Larry came to Cyril, grinning.

Rainee was so scared to see the fierce-looking man that she hid behind Cyril.

Unexpectedly, the fat man seemed to have great respect for Cyril.

"I'm so glad you came. Bring your brothers and surround the thieves who dare to steal this building material. Don't let any of them go tonight. " Cyril pointed at the thief across and said in a cold tone.

"Yes, Mr. Woodley." Fat***Larry was careful to carry out his commands to the word. He waved to his brothers.

Soon, nearly 100 men surrounded another 40 or 50 gangsters, who became agitated and wanted to run away.

Tyler and Fern also said that the 100 were on Cyril's side.

"Did you call these people here?"

"Yes, we can only rely on ourselves!"

Cyril stopped, "Auntie, don't worry, just leave it to me. I'll find the man who runs this organization."

Fern was so impressed that Cyril could handle it. He had just mocked her for being useless!

"Oh, fine then, thank you!" There's a change in Fern's voice. He had no choice but to believe it.

Even police officer Young, who was in charge of the related department, turned a blind eye to the matter.

He could only use this method to take advantage of the situation.

Fern realizes that Cyril is not sap. He must have had a complicated back story because he even knew Fat** Larry.

And to his own surprise, Fat***Larry respected him!

"Don't worry." Cyril nodded, then turned to the gangster and said to the leader.

"You want to teach me a lesson? Come, come. As long as you defeat me, I will let your brothers go. But if you lose, you might end up in a miserable place"

The leading gangster held an iron rod in his hand, trembling slightly, but his muscles gave him courage.

"Oh, yes. Don't mind if I do!" He rushed towards Cyril shouting and waving his iron rod.

"'Very good!" Cyril smiled.

As he got closer, he lowered his body and easily dodged the swinging weapon.

Then he landed a punch on the stomach, and a great force made him retreat from the impact.

The gangster leader staggered a few steps before he stood still, his face twitching in a sad expression.

"Good boy, you know kung fu? I'm also hardcore!" He waved his iron rod and waved it at Cyril whose eyes turned cold.

When they were about to clash, Cyril immediately tripped and he fell to the ground.

However, this time Cyril did not give him a chance.

When he fell to the ground, he stepped on his right hand and you could actually hear the bones cracking as the iron stick rolled away.

The howling was much more pronounced.

"Who ordered you to do it?" Cyril asked. That person was strong enough to make the Young police officer turn a blind eye.

"Nobody ordered us. We stole it for ourselves. " The gangster leader roared, and his face twisted in pain from a broken bone.

When his men saw the sight, they all wanted to come forward to help him.

However, Fat***Larry suddenly came forward with an iron rod and shouted loudly.

"Anyone who dares to take another step forward will end up like him." His fierce appearance frightened them.

Moreover, he had over a hundred people behind him. They could only watch as their boss was trampled to the ground and howled in pain.

"If you don't say anything, I'm afraid you'll have to lose your other hand." Cyril threatened.

He didn't believe that this punk was doing anything on his own. Someone's pulling the strings.

"No, of course." He said stubbornly.

"It's okay." Cyril stepped on his other arm.

With a slight force, there was a cracking sound, and his left hand twisted out at the right angle of his wrist.

The gangster leader shouted again.

Seeing that he could not be threatened, Cyril frowned.

What should he do if the gangster leader refuses to say anything?

Cyril suddenly turned his gaze to Fat***Larry: Better let him do this, He is a professional at beating information from reluctant speakers!

Besides, he can't waste too much time here, because Tyler's injured head needs attention.

Then he called out to her and said with a serious expression.

"I'm handing this to you. You have to force them to tell us the person behind them."

"Give me this!" Fat ass Larry chuckled. He had many ways to get her to talk.

"i'm already first!" Cyril turned around and walked towards Tyler and the others.

"No, Auntie, just leave this to Fat***Larry. He'll find the mastermind. I'll send uncle to the hospital first. The wound on his head could not be delayed for too long, "cyril said attentively.

"Yes yes, we go to the hospital first. Dad's head is still bleeding. " Rainee also said with great worry.

Fern agreed.

"All right, let's go! Tell Fat***Larry balhwa he has to solve this problem thoroughly and give me an answer tomorrow morning." Fern's still worried.

He had been handling this matter for a month, unwilling to waste any more time.

Cyril nodded.

Soon, they got into their car and drove straight to the hospital. At the building site, Fat*** Larry and his brothers began beating the gangsters to pieces.

Immediately, the scene became chaotic and bloody as Fat*** committed his torment.