Chapter 122

Beep... beep... beep... beep... beep…

Zahal made seven or eight phone calls in a row, trying to reach his underlings partying on various floors of Green Flower, but no one answered!

How strange!

Zahal's forehead was covered in sweat, and as he looked at Theophilus' seemingly smiling face, he could feel cold sweat down his back.

The only thing he relied on was that this was his territory, where he could control the life and death of Theophilus.

That's why he never feared how much wealth Theophilus had. But now, even his last resort was nowhere to be found!

"Who the hell are you? Have you wiped out all my people?" Zahal asked with a deep voice, feeling an internal crisis.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, he had seen all kinds of storms, but this was the first time he encountered such a bizarre and dangerous situation.

This young man had unparalleled prowess and money, and it seemed his methods of