CHAPTER 72

"Let me go! Don't you know who I am?! Let go motherfuckers!" Jordan Montenegro screamed while getting dragged. What happened next was that they threw him, making him roll over the ground with bruises due to some sharp pebbles. 

He spits out some dirt that went inside his mouth, humiliated at his situation right now. He couldn't help but feel stupid. When the pig died, they relied on him since he was also wealthy, just like how wealthy the pig was. He was also considered as the backbone of the organization but they just threw him like that?

"Motherfuckers—"

One of the men threw a punch directly at his face, making him fall to the ground. His jaw felt like it'll fall off from his mouth. It was a strong punch that he could feel almost of his teeth were broken. 

"What the fuck?!" He uttered, wanted to also throw a punch at the man but as he was about to stand up, a gun was pointed at his head, already cocked and loaded with bullets.