Chapter 89 It's Actually Stanley
Curtis was the most powerful person here, and everyone naturally placed their hopes on Curtis.
Just at this moment, Jennifer and the two female classmates returned from the restroom. Curtis intentionally wanted to show off in front of Jennifer, so he straightened his back and said, "I'll go down and take a look."
He deliberately spoke loudly so that Jennifer could hear, "In this small piece of land in Lindwood City, I still have some things I'm capable of doing."
Upon hearing this, everyone was delighted, praising, " With Curtis' intervention, things will definitely be resolved soon."
"That's right, Curtis had strong social connections during his university days and knew many people," someone mentioned.
"Curtis, it's up to you," a group of alumni said.
Curtis provocatively glanced at James, appearing modest on the surface, waving his hand, and said, "You're exaggerating, I'm not that amazing, just happen to know some big shots. Well, let's quickly go down and resolve the matter."
They all followed Curtis downstairs, especially the group of single alumnae, thinking that if Curtis really had power, they would try to pursue this handsome man!
Jennifer, puzzled, asked James what had happened. James briefly explained the situation to her. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't we go down and take a look? After all, Frederick is my classmate."
Originally, she wanted to see if James could help Frederick out if Curtis couldn't, but she dismissed the thought. She knew James's background well, only relying on Michael, and since Michael wasn't answering his calls, James became an ordinary person again. In front of real big shots, he wasn't that significant.
James understood her intention and didn't say much.
Heading downstairs, at the corner, they indeed saw Frederick and others surrounded by several fierce-looking big men. Frederick's black Passat had scraped a Land Rover, quite visibly.
Frederick had been slapped, with a bit of blood at the corner of his mouth, eyes red, looking panicked, and body trembling from fear.
Beside him, Ernest and others also had bruises, having been harshly beaten.
"I'm telling you, twenty thousand, not a penny less! Otherwise, I'll smash your damn car!"
One tall man, towering at about six feet three, pointed at Frederick's forehead, speaking arrogantly, spitting saliva on Frederick's face.
At 5 feet and 6 inches in height, Frederick looked like a child compared to the tall man, his face paled with fear, his legs trembled. He had always been a well-behaved student at school, never in a fight, and focused on studying.
After entering society, he remained a law-abiding citizen. He had never experienced such a situation before, and now he was overwhelmed with fear, completely losing his usual composure.
Frederick pleaded, "I'm sorry, but I really don't have twenty thousand, and this minor scratch won't cost that much, right? How about I give you five thousand, let me go, please..."
Before Frederick could finish, he was slapped again, his glasses flying off.
The tall man said, angrily, "Damn it! Five thousand? Are you trying to fool me?"
This slap made Frederick cry, tears streaming down his face, looking pitiful.
At that moment, Curtis and the others arrived, witnessing the scene, all becoming furious. This was too much!
James was surprised. Weren't these the thugs who bullied Elena before? The leader, what was his name again? Oh, it's Stanley.
What a coincidence, considering that last time, Stanley and his gang had been beaten up badly by him.
However, these thugs were quite intimidating to ordinary people, all robust and fierce-looking, clearly not to be messed with.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Curtis strode forward, scolding loudly with a righteous air, just like a protagonist in a movie, confronting the forces of evil.
With his tall and handsome figure, stylish face, and branded clothing, he exuded a masculine charm, causing many female classmates to swoon.
"Who the hell are you?" The tall man, six feet three, glared at Curtis with a hostile expression, then questioned Curtis.
Taking a step forward, his arms as thick as Curtis's thighs, he looked incredibly formidable.
Curtis felt a bit uneasy for a moment but quickly regained his composure. Seeing Jennifer and James also approaching, he snorted, saying confidently, "I'm the CEO of DD Company. Your behavior was excessive. My friend only scratched your car a bit, the repair would cost at most a few thousand. Demanding twenty thousand is already extortion!"
The tall man chuckled upon hearing this, turning to his companions, and scoffed, "This guy actually says we're extorting? Hahaha."
They laughed along and began to surround Curtis, with the tall man saying, "Yes, I am extorting. So what? Initially, I was just thinking of asking for twenty thousand, but since you're a big shot, I'll give you a discount."
Upon hearing this, Curtis' face lit up with joy. Before he could say anything, he heard the man state his demand with a smirk, "Three hundred thousand. If you cough up three hundred thousand, we'll forget about this. Otherwise, I'll beat you up along with him."
Upon hearing this, Curtis's expression changed, a hint of panic flashing across his face. He forced himself to remain calm, saying sternly, "I advise you not to do anything stupid. I know many friends in the underworld!"
"Oh! Threatening us now?" The tall man smirked, looking playful. He dared Curtis, "Tell us, who do you know?"
Straightening his back, Curtis proudly declared, "I'm Crocodile Brother's friend. He's the big boss in our Lindwood City. With just a phone call, Crocodile Brother can easily gather a hundred people!
"Let me tell you, you'd better apologize and compensate for medical expenses, or else, when Crocodile Brother arrives, none of you can escape! In fact, ten minutes ago, I called Crocodile Brother. He should be here any moment now."
Crocodile Brother was a big shot he had recently befriended, quite influential in Lindwood City, with hundreds of men under him. In a recent incident at a bar, Crocodile Brother had swiftly resolved some trouble, displaying great dominance.
Confident in his relationship with Crocodile Brother, Curtis felt he could also be a big shoot in Lindwood City.
The expressions of the tall man and his companions turned strange upon hearing Curtis's words. He turned to Stanley and asked, "Stanley, he says he knows Crocodile. What should we do?"
Stanley, puffing on a cigar, stroked his beard, smiling oddly. He cooly remarked, "Since he's buddies with Crocodile, we should give Crocodile some respect."
Misinterpreting Stanley's expression, Curtis thought Stanley and his group were afraid of Crocodile. He was overjoyed, standing tall and proud, confidently stating, "Hmph, Crocodile Brother is arriving soon. You had better apologize quickly and pay twenty thousand in medical expenses. No, it's too late, Crocodile Brother is here, and now twenty thousand won't solve the matter."
Seeing two vans pull up by the roadside, with over a dozen people getting out, Curtis was ecstatic, finally able to show off this time!
Similarly, Stanley and his group, witnessing this scene, also burst into laughter.
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