Chapter 1389

"What if I refuse to open the door for you?" the tattooed security guard asked stubbornly. Skylar's anger instantly reached a boiling point. "Are you new here? Do you have any idea who I am? I'm going to kill you where you stand right now!" He returned to his car and pulled out a knife from his trunk, but the security guard just scoffed and said, "You've got some nerve acting so arrogantly when you only have one arm, you cripple." He then quietly pulled out a knife of his own, the blade gleaming coldly but brilliantly under the night light. Skylar finally realized that something was amiss. "Who… Who are you?" he stammered. Ever since he was beaten to a pulp by Jack, Skylar couldn't shake the feeling that he was being followed. "Who do you think he could be?" The sounds of footsteps resounded from behind Skylar. A group of men dressed in all black appeared from the shadows like phantoms. Jack was at the head of the pack, followed by Boris and other men. A cigarette hung from Jac