Chapter 907 I Overestimated You

In the monitoring Room.

The boss personally took Martin and the others to the monitoring room. The whole wall was covered
with the real-time monitoring of the villa, and there was no blind spot.

At this time, the boss pointed at one of the videos and said, "This side is full of videos on the racing
road. In order to ensure everyone's safety, there are specially assigned bodyguards on the racing road
all the time to ensure that there will be no mistakes. Please rest assured."

Standing in front of the monitoring desk, Martin stared at Cassandra, who was speeding, without saying
a word.

Carlos turned his head slightly and winked at the boss. The boss was also a smart man. So he turned
around and left the monitoring room.

"Boss, don't worry. I've checked it out. There are people protecting them. Kevin and Moore are on their
way here. Nothing will happen," Carlos whispered.

Martin stared at the surveillance video in silence. In the video, Cassandra leaned forward slightly and
almost moved the whole center of gravity to the front of the motorbike. As she wore a pair of protective
glasses, Martin couldn't see Cassandra's deep eyes under the black glasses clearly.

He had never known that Cassandra could race. He felt that this girl was like a treasure waiting to be
dug out. No one knew what she was hiding until the end.

"Mr. Martin," a voice suddenly came from the door of the monitoring room. With heavy makeup, Calvin
leaned against the door and stared at Martin, "I'm sorry to disturb you. Can I have a few words with you
alone?"

Carlos cast a sidelong glance at Calvin and felt that Calvin came at the wrong time.



When Carlos was about to refuse, Martin asked first, "What do you want to say?"

And then Calvin took a look at Carlos, and Carlos glanced at Martin. Then Carlos walked out and
waited in the lounge.

"Boom -"

Lightning and thunder rumbled outside, and the heaven and earth seemed to be shaking endlessly.

"I have a deal. Are you interested in it?" Calvin asked tentatively, with a smile on his lips and burning
eyes.

Martin's eyes were still fixed on the surveillance video, and he didn't even move his eyelids. "Even
when the Ji Group is in the prime of time, I have never taken it seriously. And you are not the head of
the Ji Group now. Don't you think too much of yourself to negotiate with me?"

With a sneer in his eyes, Calvin said, "I don't deny it. The Ji family is indeed insignificant in your eyes,
but if my memory serves me right, You are buying all kinds of industries in Dragon City recently.
Unfortunately, the Ji family still has several big factory in Dragon City. My father is reluctant to sell.
However, as long as you agree to my deal, I will personally help you achieve this."

Hearing this, Martin thought in his mind, 'Huh...

What a tone!'

A cold light flashed in Martin's eyes and he said slowly, "Do you think I care about several small
factories?"

Calvin said, "Of course you don't care. But if the Ji family's factory is not withdrawn, won't your plan be
delayed? It's not like what you do."



Martin glanced at him coldly and asked, "What if the Ji Group goes bankrupt?"

Calvin's countenance finally changed. He put on a false smile and asked, "What do you mean?"

Martin replied, "I will give you a dose of your own medicine. You can make others lose all their money. I
can do it too. I have told you that I don't care about your family. After staying in this circle for a long
time, you really take yourself as a corner. But let me tell you. Even your father, Briar, doesn't dare to
talk to me like this."

Blue veins stood out on Calvin's forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. With a
wry smile, he said, "Please don't misunderstand what I mean. I'm just doing it for Robert..."

Martin raised his head and stared at Calvin with his gloomy eyes without blinking. He said in a cold
voice, "Your clothes do have a filthy feature. Robert's aesthetic standard is indeed not good, so he fell
in love with you before But you don't deserve it."

Martin's last few words were like a hammer, slamming into Calvin's heart. His face suddenly darkened,
and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant. There was only a little anger left in his eyes, and
two flames were burning in an instant.

Calvin asked with a cold smile, "I don't deserve it? I'm from a noble family. Can't I compare to a mouse
crawling out of a ditch?"

Martin said, "Without the support of the Ji family, who do you think you are?"

Hearing this, Calvin didn't know what to say. Born in the rich family, he had been living in comfort ever
since he was a child. He had never thought about other people's suffering, but he was nothing, when
he had left his family. So Martin thought that they couldn't look down upon those who have climbed up
from the bottom.



They were born with a sense of superiority. They didn't lack anything. They were rebellious and crazy,
because they had the capital to be rebellious and crazy.

In the final analysis, it was just that he owned too much money, but he wanted to suffer a lot.

"I was born in the Ji family, and this is my constant relationship. Why should I think about this
meaningless question?" Calvin replied reluctantly.

Martin looked at him and said, "I thought you were a little spineless, but now I think that I overestimated
you."

Calvin gritted his teeth and said, "People like us are born with all these. You and I are no different,
aren't we?"

Hearing this, Martin totally disagreed with him.

He grew up in the Lu Clan, but he had suffered a lot. How could it be said that there was no difference?

If he hadn't reversed the situation by himself, he probably wouldn't even be able to find a complete
skeleton now. In the wealthy clans, it was not rare to see people eat people without spitting bones.
They had the same bloodline in their bodies, but for fame and fortune, they didn't allow each other to
live.

"Carlos, see the guest out," Martin ignored Calvin and said in a low voice.

What he meant was clear. Calvin was not even qualified to be his opponent.

Calvin was not stupid, but he knew better about Martin's strength. If it weren't for the sake of Robert, he
might have tried to curry favor with Martin like everyone else. He didn't believe that no one in the world
could defeat Martin!



On the racing track, more than a dozen motorbikes were chasing after each other.

At the police station of West City District.

In the meeting room.

Arthur sat on the chair with half a cigarette between his fingers, but he didn't smoke at all. There was a
choking smell of cigarette on his body, and the ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts.

"Boss..." Bettina called tentatively.


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