Chapter 82 The Big Three

• Greg Dalmatian, however, was dead silent. He simply watched Tyler with frigid eyes. The young man had barged into their elite group brazenly, with no regard for his life; he was neither drunk nor crazy. Then what was his objective? Why would he risk his life to offend the Big Three?
• “Prepare to die, kid!” Jerry spat in derision as his goons cracked their knuckles, preparing to assault the stranger. “Any last words?”
• Tyler shrugged nonchalantly, dismissing the man’s threatening words. “What is wrong with you old folks? I have money, and I want to play Poker. What is there to be offended about that? Unless you guys are afraid to lose…”