CH. 112: JACOBS’ LOSS.

Jacobs couldn’t believe how audacious this man was. With this level of confidence Miles was showing, Jacobs was quite intrigued, wondering what made him not show any fear.

Miles picked up on the thoughts reflected in Jacobs’ eyes. “You should know that I have your club surrounded by my men.”

Jacobs shook slightly when he heard this but he suddenly burst into laughter. “What the heck are you on about?! You came in with one man, and now you suddenly claim that you have men surrounding my club. Are you fucking serious?!” There was a look of mockery on his face as he glared at Miles. He even pushed his gun on Miles’s head further. “Listen! You seem like a pretty good comedian, I’ll give you that. Tell you what? I’ll let you walk away with one of your legs still working if you go down on your knees and beg for my forgiveness. You must grovel beneath my feet, proving the peasant worthy of the scum title that you are.”

Miles remained calm as he looked up at Jacobs’ fierce demeanor. Meanwhile
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