Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chapter 252

Everyone looked toward the table and inhaled sharply. There were four bottles of wine, two bottles of spirit, and more than ten bottles of vodka…Would Wilson still be alive after guzzling them all?

“What if I refuse?” Wilson trembled more vigorously; this guy was humiliating him.

Isaac lit a cigarette as he sat on a sofa and looked directly at Wilson. He took a puff before saying softly, “If so, then you shall die!”

Wilson pulled out his phone and roared, “Garten, I’m not going down like this. I’ll gather all my men now if I have to.”

Old Brooks’ said casually, “You won’t get any signal in this hotel. Plus, I have hundreds of men standing guard outside—not even a single fly could fly out of here.”

Wilson checked his phone. There was no signal!

Many of the thugs did the same, and it was no different. They were unaware that Old Brooks had instructed his men to install a dozen or more signal blockers before he came up.

“You have five seconds to reconsider your options. Once the ti