You Are Three Seconds Late
The door of the room was roughly pushed open as seven or eight people rushed in. The leader was a
middle-aged man and as soon as he entered, he saw Matthew holding Ronald down on the table. At
once, his expression changed and he roared, “Stop!”
However, Matthew ignored the man and proceeded to pick up the piece of glass. At this, Ronald became
anxious. “My people from the Lach Family are here! What are you doing? Uncle, save me! Uncle…”
The man was furious and rushed forward, attempting to land a kick at Matthew. “I told you to stop; didn’t
you hear me?”
At that, Matthew fiercely turned around and he arrived in front of the middle-aged man after a sprint.
Not waiting for the man to react, Matthew crashed his shoulder into the man’s chest. Not only did the
middle-aged man fail to kick Matthew, he also landed on the door behind him with such a thud that it
caused the door of the private room to fall apart.
As if nothing had happened, Matthew turned around and returned to once again chop off Ronald’s middle
finger as well. Only after that did Matthew turn to look at the people and declare, “You are three seconds
late, so I still have to chop off his finger!”
Then, the middle-aged man was helped up by the others as his mouth kept spurting blood. Unfortunately,
he couldn’t really stand up by himself at all. With shallow and ragged breathing, he gritted his teeth and
said, “Y-You have a lot of nerve… Do you know that the Lach Family—”
Matthew directly interrupted, “Don’t talk such nonsense to me! I’ll just ask you this: how do you plan to
solve this matter tonight?”
The middle-aged man froze for a moment and angrily answered, “How to solve it?! Are you asking me?
Ron is the heir of his generation of the Lach Family, so how dare you hit him! That’s equivalent to going
against the entire Lach Family!”
“In that case, then there is no room for negotiation!”
“Nonsense!” The man roared, “Today, it’s either we die or you do!”
With a sneer, Matthew replied, “Good! Since you prefer it like that, I don’t need to talk to you guys
anymore.” After he spoke, he took out his phone and ordered, “Do it!”
The middle-aged man froze for a moment. “W-Who are you talking to?”
There was a sudden uproar from outside right after the man spoke. Moments later, the door of the room
was suddenly kicked open and a group of people ran in aggressively. The leader of the group was none
other than Tiger. With an arrogant face, he asked loudly, “Matthew, there are more than 70 people from
the Lach Family. Do you think we should kill all of them or only the leader?”
The middle-aged man’s eyes widened. “A-Are you Tiger from South Street? Why are you here?”
Tiger glanced at him and responded, “Oh, Leroy! Long time no see! Oh, what?! You don’t know who he
is? Let me tell you that this is my boss, Mr. Matthew Larson! Haven’t you heard of Mr. Larson? The
Jackson Family, the Hughes Family, and the White Family were all destroyed under Mr. Larson’s hands.
You wouldn’t be unaware of that, would you?”
Leroy’s expression changed instantly when he heard the revelation. He turned to look at Matthew with a
dumbfounded expression and said in a trembling voice, “Y-You’re Matthew Larson?”
Matthew plopped down on the sofa and softly replied, “What, you only just knew about me? Your nephew
called you, but he didn’t even mention my name?”
Upon hearing this, Leroy turned pale in the face as he trembled with fear. Even if most people in Eastcliff
City didn’t know Matthew’s name, the top brass of the ten families were all clear about it. In fact, these
ten families were the ones who fully knew the inside story about the matters of those three families
mentioned by Tiger.
Even though there were traces of Billy Newman’s involvement behind these matters, Matthew had also
played a vital role in them! Therefore, the ten families now had a tacit agreement to attempt not to
provoke Matthew. After all, this person was really not someone whom they could afford to mess with.
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