Chapter 528 Luring the Tiger Away from the Mountain
"Big brother, please, it's broad daylight, people can see us."
Florence touched the man's bulging crotch through his pants, her delicate hands trembling slightly, her face turning pale. She struggled to get up, but was held tightly by the man's strong arms, unable to move.
"What are you afraid of? Everyone in this city knows my car. Who dares to come in and cause trouble?"
The big brother chuckled, grabbing Florence's small hand and caressing his crotch. His other hand slid up Florence's slender waist, reaching under her thin tank top to grab a full breast, squeezing it. "Lulu, your breasts may not be big, but they feel firm. Give me a good time later."
"Big brother, please don't."
Florence started to panic, realizing that the man in front of her meant business. She wanted to scream for help, but couldn't bring herself to do it. Even if she called for help, what would it matter? There were few who dared to provoke the man in this city. It seemed like she was in deep trouble today.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside the barbershop, followed by the shattering of the window glass. A brick flew in.
"What the hell is going on?"
The big brother's face darkened as he turned to look outside. Subconsciously, he let go of Florence, who quickly got up and straightened her clothes. She was also surprised. Who dared to cause trouble at this time? Didn't they know who was inside the room?
At that moment, a slender figure rushed in—it was Albert. He looked at his aunt, Florence, with disheveled hair and red eyes, feeling resentful. Despite his inner anger, he put on a surprised expression and said to Florence, "Aunt, something's wrong. Just now, two masked men came over, smashed the glass, and even vandalized the cars outside."
"What?"
The big brother stood up from the sofa, rushed outside the barbershop, and indeed, his Toyota, bought less than three months ago, had been severely damaged. The hood was dented, the body was covered in scratches, and a large 'death' symbol was written on the door. It seemed like the person who did this had a deep hatred towards the big brother, making it a chilling sight.
"Damn it, who did this?" The big brother's face darkened, gritting his teeth. "I'll kill whoever did this."
Albert timidly approached and said, "I saw those two guys riding a motorcycle towards the south."
Upon hearing this, the big brother immediately got into his Toyota, started the engine, and drove south to chase after them. He also began calling for backup on his phone. The 'death' symbol on the car door sent a shiver down his spine.
Having been involved in fights and conflicts in this city for years, he had made numerous enemies. Just last month, he was ambushed and stabbed in the back, landing him in the hospital for a week. He had no idea who was behind this attack on his car and the unsettling feeling it brought.
He had to find those responsible this time, or he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully at night.
Meanwhile, inside the barbershop, Florence was both shocked and relieved. She never expected to escape the man's clutches. Seeing Albert come in, she couldn't help but hug her nephew tightly, still trembling, and said, "Albert, did you smash the car? I thought you left, why did you come back?"
Albert, shorter than Florence, buried his face in her chest, feeling the soft and full breasts pressing against his mouth and nose, making it hard to breathe. He felt himself getting aroused, so he quickly broke free from Florence's tempting embrace, his face turning red, and said, "Aunt, it was Kevin who smashed the car. It was his idea."
"Oh, Kevin?"
Surprised, Florence's fair and delicate face showed a look of astonishment. She had thought it was Albert who intentionally damaged the car, but it turned out to be Kevin.
At that moment, Kevin rushed in, panting, and said, "Aunt, are you okay? Don't worry, I smashed that guy's car and even let the air out of the tires. He probably won't be back for a while."
"Kevin, did anyone see you smashing the car?"
Worried, Florence asked, knowing that the big brother was vengeful. If he found out Kevin was behind the vandalism, he would surely seek revenge.
"No, it's fine," Kevin said with a grin. "It was dark outside, and there weren't many people around. No one saw me."
"That's good."
Florence breathed a sigh of relief. She had almost been violated by the big brother earlier, and her barbershop was a legitimate business, unlike many hair salons that were fronts for prostitution.
"Albert, who the hell is that bastard? Why is he so arrogant?" Albert couldn't help but ask.
"His name is Douglas. He's a gangster in this city, with dozens of henchmen. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to provoke him," Florence sighed and said, "In the future, don't take such risks. If you see him, just stay away and never call the police."
Kevin was suddenly shocked to hear that the man was Douglas. Just at noon, he had a conflict with Douglas's men. It was a coincidence to meet Douglas again.
It was said that Douglas was Jasper's top henchman, who had single-handedly taken down over a dozen people when fighting for territory. He had earned great merit for Jasper and was well-known in the city. Florence being targeted by Douglas was much more troublesome than dealing with Jonathan.
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