Chapter 376

Alongside Wyatt, Dominic, and Craig, there was also a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class blocked in. For Wyatt, this situation was just another day. His face showed no emotion. However, Dominic looked noticeably uneasy. Craig, who was at the wheel, appeared unfazed. "No worries, boss. These guys are just looking for a quick payout. We pay a small 'road fee', and they'll let us through without hassle." "You seem quite familiar with this area, Craig," Wyatt said abruptly. Craig nodded. "I drive through this area a lot, so I'm familiar with it." "Oh." Wyatt nodded with a half-smile. Suddenly, a loud voice boomed through a megaphone. "Get the fuck out of the car now, all of you!" The voice belonged to Milton Fisher, a burly man with dark skin who looked imposing as he shouted orders. Standing behind him were five rugged young men wearing either floral shirts or black undershirts. Two were wielding shotguns, and the other three were brandishing shiny machetes, making for a daunting scene.