Chapter 266 Want to Run? Courting Death...
Although Damon didn't raise his bid again, he had no intention of giving up.
The Whitley family was rich, but they weren't stupid enough to pay more than eighty million dollars for this medicine.
He could just take it without paying a cent.
The Powell family was hosting this auction, so he couldn't mess with them, but after the auction ended? This would have nothing to do with the Powell family anymore.
Damon clenched his fists, his eyes full of ruthlessness.
After all, there was nothing the Whitley family wanted that they couldn't get!
Hearing Damon's words, Vance Whitley immediately laughed, his eyes also full of determination. "Exactly! Damon! Let's just take the medicine! Show that woman who doesn't know her place what the Whitley family is capable of!"
After the auction ended, people started leaving.
Isabella and William also got up to leave.
But when they reached the first floor, they found that the crowd that had been watching the martial arts matches earlier was gone, replaced by many guards in black.
Rosalind's face changed. "This is bad! These are all Whitley family guards!"
This three-story building belonged to the Whitley family.
Now that the Whitley family had cleared the place and brought so many people here, they definitely had bad intentions!
Sure enough, before they could reach the door, several men in black blocked their way.
The next second, Damon's domineering and authoritative voice came from behind them:
"You think you can leave?"
"Without my permission, you're not going anywhere!"
William and Isabella turned around to see Damon leading several people toward them.
William frowned and said coldly, "What do you want?"
"What do I want?" Damon sneered. "Earlier, Wilder was here, so I gave you some face. Now that Wilder's gone, why would I give you any face?"
Hearing this, William's expression immediately darkened.
Damon narrowed his eyes, looking at William and Isabella. He quickly figured it out. "You're from Lumaria, aren't you?"
Lumarians were different from Novarians not only in appearance and dress, but also because Damon felt that Lumarians had a lowly air about them.
William and Isabella had that lowly air.
Disgusting.
"So what if we're from Lumaria? What's it to you?" Tyrell looked at Damon and said coldly, "What do you mean by having people block us from leaving?"
By now, the people who had attended the auction had left one by one, and soon only a few of them remained on the first floor.
Damon chuckled lightly, looking at the group with disdain. "What else could it be? As long as you hand over the medicine, I'll let you leave."
William held the medicine in his hand and said in a deep voice, "There's no way we're giving it to you."
Damon snorted coldly. "Fools who don't know what's good for them."
He waved his hand, and immediately more than a dozen guards in black rushed over, surrounding them.
The guards in black had fierce expressions and were all well-trained ancient martial arts professionals.
Without a word, they started attacking, some even pulling out short daggers.
Damon really didn't understand how these people had the guts to compete with him for the item earlier. Even if they won the auction, did they really think they could leave with the medicine?
Such naive fools.
As soon as the men in black made their move, Alton and Tyrell immediately started fighting with them, and Rosalind was also forced to fight several men in black.
The scene immediately descended into chaos.
Alton and Tyrell were clearly much stronger than the men in black. The two of them could barely manage fighting more than a dozen people.
But soon someone set their sights on Isabella, and one of the men in black broke away from fighting Alton and stabbed at Isabella with his dagger.
Isabella dodged.
The next second, another man in black stabbed at Isabella.
"Watch out."
William pulled Isabella behind him and started fighting with the man in black.
William wasn't an ancient martial arts professional, but he had learned close combat and was one of the best fighters among Lumarians, so he could handle a few men in black.
William tossed the medicine in his hand to Alton and said, "Alton, Tyrell, you two take the medicine and get Isabella out of here first!"
Alton caught the medicine. "If Tyrell and I leave, what about you and Ms. Waverly?"
"Rosalind and I will cover the rear!" William said.
Damon's target was the medicine anyway. If they took the medicine away, Damon couldn't really do anything to them.
And so far, Damon hadn't made a move yet.
If Damon did make a move, probably only Rosalind could handle him. Alton and Tyrell would be far from enough.
So having him and Rosalind stay behind to cover while Alton and Tyrell found the right moment to get Isabella out was the safest choice.
Alton disagreed with William's arrangement and refused directly. "No way! I'm staying. If Tyrell and I leave, you and Ms. Waverly might not be a match for Damon!"
He knew William just wanted him to take the medicine and protect Isabella first, but he didn't want to do that at all. He was more worried about Ms. Waverly, so he wouldn't let Ms. Waverly fall into danger!
Just then, Tyrell spoke up. "Alton, let's listen to Mr. Brown and get out with Ms. Taylor first!"
"No, I..."
Alton was about to refuse when Tyrell interrupted him with a serious face. "Mr. Brown is our master. If you don't listen to him, do you want to act on your own? Don't forget, Mr. Brown is our benefactor. We swore we'd be loyal to him!"
Alton frowned, not knowing what to say in response.
Indeed, back then their father had gotten addicted to gambling, lost all their family's assets, and owed the Torres family a huge gambling debt. The Torres family hunted them down everywhere to collect the debt, and their father was hit by a car and killed while running away.
Later, William paid off the millions of dollars they owed the Torres family, which calmed the Torres family's anger and got them to let them go. Since then, they had been working for William.
Although Alton was somewhat reluctant, he had no choice but to compromise.
Alton kicked the person in front of him away in frustration, then swept his leg to knock down all the men in black in front of him, and quickly rushed toward the main entrance.
Along the way, when men in black tried to intercept them, Alton struck cleanly and moved as fast as a shadow, knocking them down one by one and clearing a path ahead.
Tyrell was responsible for dealing with those chasing from behind. The two protected Isabella tightly as they headed toward the door.
The three of them reached the main entrance.
Alton and Tyrell worked together to take down several guards in black at the entrance and were about to run out.
Just then, an angry shout came from behind:
"Think you can run? You're dead!"
Damon's eyes locked onto Isabella, a cold light flashing in them, and he charged at Isabella with explosive speed.