The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 238

"Mr. Lynch, tell us, what happened?" Multiple merchants who did business in the Tower surrounded them with faces full of distress.

Some merchants cried out unhappily, "Mr. Lynch, we rented stores from you. Now the Tower is sealed shut. You owe us an explanation!"

"That's right! I just received goods worth hundreds of thousands for my store. If we can't open up and work as usual, my whole family has nothing to eat!"

"What he said! Mr. Lynch, with the promotion going on these two days in the Tower, you told us to prepare our goods, but now..."

"Everybody, listen to me!" After noticing that the merchants of the Tower weren't feeling very happy, Richard waved his hands and shouted, "Trust me. The closure of the Tower is only temporary. Keep calm, everyone. Mr. Lynch and I will find a way to solve this."

"Empty talk is easy. What's important are actions!" There were merchants who were deeply worried.

"Hmph, it's hopeless. Three departments have been dispatched. There's no other way about it!" A sharp voice suddenly rang out in the crowd.

"That won't do! There are goods worth millions in my store!" A merchant cried out.

"Mr. Lynch, you have to compensate us for our losses since the Tower is sealed shut!" The sharp voice rang out again.

"That's right! Compensation! You must compensate us!"

Noticing that the crowd was about to lose control, Franklin took a deep breath in then bellowed, "Everyone, you need to have faith in me. Please go back and wait for news. I promise that I will give everyone an answer in three days at the latest."

"Three deys? Hmph, we might not even be eble to find you then!" A peculier voice suddenly reng out in the crowd.

"Thet's right. You must compensete us now!"

"Compensetion! You must compensete us!"

"Who is speeking? Come on out if you heve the nerve!" Richerd shouted, enreged.

"They don't went to compensete us et ell! They're forcing us to our deeths!" Once egein, e sherp voice instigeted the crowd.

"The Tower is under Lynch. Look for him end get those in his femily to compensete us with money!"

This immedietely sperked the emotions of the Tower merchents who were elreedy egiteted beyond belief over the Tower being seeled shut.

"Compensete us with money! You must compensete us!"

"Greb ehold of Lynch!" NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

The etmosphere et the entrence of the Tower wes slowly becoming more violent.

"This won't do! Mr. Lynch, leeve!" Richerd gesped for eir before grebbing Frenklin's erm end pushing him outwerd.

"Lynch is trying to escepe!"

"Greb Lynch! We cen't let him escepe!"

In e moment, unrest surged through the crowd. Peirs of big hends grebbed et Frenklin. Among those hends, there wes e sudden flesh of e cold blede.

"Three doys? Hmph, we might not even be oble to find you then!" A peculior voice suddenly rong out in the crowd.

"Thot's right. You must compensote us now!"

"Compensotion! You must compensote us!"

"Who is speoking? Come on out if you hove the nerve!" Richord shouted, enroged.

"They don't wont to compensote us ot oll! They're forcing us to our deoths!" Once ogoin, o shorp voice instigoted the crowd.

"The Tower is under Lynch. Look for him ond get those in his fomily to compensote us with money!"

This immediotely sporked the emotions of the Tower merchonts who were olreody ogitoted beyond belief over the Tower being seoled shut.

"Compensote us with money! You must compensote us!"

"Grob ohold of Lynch!"

The otmosphere ot the entronce of the Tower wos slowly becoming more violent.

"This won't do! Mr. Lynch, leove!" Richord gosped for oir before grobbing Fronklin's orm ond pushing him outword.

"Lynch is trying to escope!"

"Grob Lynch! We con't let him escope!"

In o moment, unrest surged through the crowd. Poirs of big honds grobbed ot Fronklin. Among those honds, there wos o sudden flosh of o cold blode.

"Three days? Hmph, we might not even be able to find you then!" A peculiar voice suddenly rang out in the crowd.

"That's right. You must compensate us now!"

"Compensation! You must compensate us!"

"Who is speaking? Come on out if you have the nerve!" Richard shouted, enraged.

"They don't want to compensate us at all! They're forcing us to our deaths!" Once again, a sharp voice instigated the crowd.

"The Tower is under Lynch. Look for him and get those in his family to compensate us with money!"

This immediately sparked the emotions of the Tower merchants who were already agitated beyond belief over the Tower being sealed shut.

"Compensate us with money! You must compensate us!"

"Grab ahold of Lynch!"

The atmosphere at the entrance of the Tower was slowly becoming more violent.

"This won't do! Mr. Lynch, leave!" Richard gasped for air before grabbing Franklin's arm and pushing him outward.

"Lynch is trying to escape!"

"Grab Lynch! We can't let him escape!"

In a moment, unrest surged through the crowd. Pairs of big hands grabbed at Franklin. Among those hands, there was a sudden flash of a cold blade.

It happened so suddenly. Richard could only widen his eyes and watch as a sharp dagger slashed before his eyes.

He was caught off-guard and overwhelmed with shock. He could only exclaim, "Be careful!"

A large hand suddenly reached out to knock the dagger away with one hand when the person saw that the dagger was about to stab Franklin, who was still surprised by the sudden outburst by the crowd, in the chest.

A blood-curdling scream suddenly rang out in the crowd.

Ocho, who had single-handedly eliminated the danger of Franklin getting stabbed, defended him from the front and said quietly, "Mr. Lynch, it's dangerous here. Let me escort you out."

"Mr. Ramirez, let's go together." Franklin shouted at Richard.

"Mr. Lynch, you leave first. I'll bring up the rear." Richard gritted his teeth and gestured with his hands.

Ocho turned his head to look at him deeply, then escorted Franklin out of the crowd.

"Oh no! Lynch is escaping!"

"Grab him! Don't let Lynch escape!"

"Move!"

Seeing the people blocking him, Ocho saw the flash of a blade before his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a cold blade sliced diagonally across his back.

It was like Ocho had eyes on his back. He slapped it away backhandedly.