Chapter 53 A Billion-Dollar Compensation

Over the past three years, the Black Panther Club had expanded rapidly, taking on quite a few apprentices. Therefore, Justin decided to occupy all the vacant buildings on Windows Street—now the whole street was Black Panther Club territory. Brittany walked into the club with Daniel in tow. No sooner had they entered than they were surrounded by a dozen disciples in black practice uniforms, led by their senior brother, Albert Mills, Justin’s only son. Daniel glanced around; there wasn’t a friendly face in sight. Yet he kept his smile and asked politely, "Is Justin around?” "Who the hell are you? Who gave you the right to speak my dad’s name?" Albert threw the cup of hot water he was holding at Daniel's face. Daniel didn’t dodge. Instead, with quick reflexes, he grabbed a scar-faced man standing to his right and hauled him in front of him. All the boiling water splashed onto the man's face. "Ah! Aaah!" Scar-Face’s skin turned beet red, with the skin peeling off, as he covered his fa