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n“Which company are you from?” asked Donald.

nHe had already made up his mind.

nLater, he would go online and check. If this company was legitimate, then he would borrow money from them.

nBut what he didn’t expect was that the person on the other end of the line was silent.

nAfter a few seconds, the girl asked the person next to her, “Sir, what company are we from?”

nDonald was speechless.

nWithout even thinking, they were definitely a bunch of swindlers.

nHow could someone not know what company they were in?

nDid these swindlers not do their homework before swindling people?

nAndrew was sitting in an office in New York.

nHe thought for a moment and said to the beauty next to him, “We are not a company but a personal loan service.”

nThe beautiful woman nodded, picked up the phone, and said, “Hello, Mr. Donald. We are not a company. We are a personal loan service.”

nDonald sneered twice.

nYou swindlers, can you be any more fake?

nWith this IQ, you still come out to be a swindler.

nNo one would really fall for it, right?

nDonald sneered and said, “I am an eighth-grade golden body realm martial artist. Aren’t you afraid that I won’t return the money you lend me?”

nThe person on the other end of the phone seemed to have changed.

nAndrew came over and took the phone. His voice became cold, “The money you borrow from me, there are only two possibilities. One is that you are beaten to death by a monster in the wilderness, and the other is that you are directly beaten to death by me!”

nHearing these threatening words, Donald was silent for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.

n“You swindlers actually dare to threaten people. Have you even reached the rank of first grade? I’m afraid I can kill a hundred of you with one punch, and you’re still here to threaten others?”

nAfter saying this, Donald hung up the phone.

n“You actually dare to hang up on me!”

nAndrew was really angry this time.

nHe had called to lend money to others but was actually rejected.

nIf he could endure this, his name wouldn’t be Andrew anymore. He would write his name upside down.

nHoward quickly came over.

n“King Thunderblade, please calm down. This Donald probably doesn’t know your identity. How about I contact him?”

nAs the founder of the forum, Howard was very famous in the circle. In addition, he had just consumed the sword intent grass a few days ago to break through, and now he had become a celebrity.

nIf he contacted Donald, the other party would believe him.

n“No need.”

nAndrew said with an ashen face.

n“This is our first business deal. We must succeed, or it will be an ominous sign!”

nHoward was stunned.

nThere was such a saying?

n“Investigate Donald’s information from the backstage of the Fighter Forum and find out his home address.”

nHoward nodded repeatedly and took out his computer to operate for a while.

nHe was the person in charge of the forum. He could check the IP address of each account and then use the IP address to get a rough address.

nHoward quickly reported a rough address.

n“But I can’t get a detailed house number. Do you want me to ask someone?”

n“No need.” Andrew shook his head.

nAs long as he had a rough address from other channels, he would be able to get the location of that eighth-grade golden body realm martial artist with just a sweep of his spiritual energy.

nAndrew broke out of the window and flew straight into the sky.

nHis speed was too fast now. At four times the speed of sound, he would be able to reach Washington city in less than an hour.

nBefore he left, he deliberately told Howard.

n“Post a post on the fighter forum, saying that I want to lend money to all the fighters. However, we need to make a good assessment of these fighters. For those who have nothing better to do and seek death by fighting with monsters, we won’t lend money.”

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nHalf an hour later, Washington.

nAfter hanging up the call with the swindler, Donald thought it was funny.

nSuch a childish trick with such a low IQ, would anyone really fall for it?

nHe and his wife discussed the matter, and the two of them laughed.

nThen, they leaned on the sofa and watched TV together.

nBang!

nA tyrannical fluctuation descended outside the villa.

n“Donald, get out here!”

nWith a furious roar, the entire housing area could hear it clearly.

nDonald immediately flew into a rage.

nHe was, after all, an expert of the eighth-grade golden body realm, and he still needed some face. Who would dare to call his name so loudly in this place?

nHe leaped out of the door, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

n“Who dares to be so impudent here?”

nHowever, when he saw the newcomer, he immediately shut his mouth.

nHe had heard of King Thunderblade, who had recently become famous in the Martial World.

n“King Thunderblade Andrew?” Donald frowned.

nEven if the other party was a supreme expert…

nHe shouldn’t have run to his door and scolded him.

nHe was just an expert of the eighth-grade golden body realm. Did he not care about face?

n“Donald, why did you insult me?” Andrew asked coldly.

nDonald frowned as well.

n“What do you mean by this? Although you are a supreme expert, it doesn’t seem right for you to run to my house and scold me and say some strange words.”

n“Shouldn’t I?” Andrew sneered.

nHe didn’t want to waste any more time and directly threw out a punch.

nHalf of Donald’s villa was directly turned into ruins. He himself was also sent flying, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

n“I am offering to lend you the money that I worked hard to earn, and you actually called me a liar. Aren’t you maligning me?”

nAndrew walked over to the ruins and picked up Donald, who was vomiting blood.

nAfter explaining the matter, Donald obediently signed the contract.

nHe borrowed ten billion dollars from Andrew and agreed to pay it back a year later.

nAlthough the interest of one billion dollars was not small, for Donald, it was the only way he could get money now.

nAs long as he could buy the sword intent grass, the interest of one billion dollars was not unjustified.

nIt was just that he had the money now, but Donald was not that happy.

nBecause he had been beaten up, and now he didn’t even have a house.

nWhen Andrew saw that the contract was signed, he left.

nHe had just received news that the old man, Wells, was going to be discharged.

nAccording to the doctor, he hadn’t fully recovered from his illness, and he was in a hurry to be discharged.

nThe doctor was doing his best to stop him.

nWhen Andrew heard this, he was already thinking about what kind of reason he should find to beat up Wells again.

nHalf an hour later, Andrew had flown back to New York.

nWhen he arrived at the New York Hospital, Wells was going through the discharge procedures.

nThe moment he saw Andrew, Wells’ heart turned cold.

nHe had not seen Andrew for the past few days, so he wanted to get out of the hospital as soon as possible. As long as he got out of the hospital, Andrew would not be able to catch him.

nHowever, before he could finish the discharge procedures, Andrew came.

nSince they had already met, Wells could only smile and nod.

n“King Thunderblade, long time no see.”

n“It’s eleven o’clock at night. Do you want to go out for a walk together?” Andrew asked with a concerned look.

nWells was speechless.

nIt was eleven o’clock at night. Who would take a walk at this time?

nWas he crazy?

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