Darryl nodded, holding in his laughter.

“I’m warning you. Don’t mess around. Hand over your m-m-money, and you’ll be fine!” Hugh snarled. After he finished speaking, he hastily walked toward William with a grim look on his face.

“It’s a misunderstanding. I’m not calling the police. I don’t have my bank card with me, but I can transfer you the money through my phone.”

William was extremely nervous, sweating profusely as he explained himself.

Hugh did not even bother to listen to William’s explanation. He snatched the phone away and violently smacked William on the head.

“F*ck you. Who are you trying to fool?” Hugh brutally scolded William as he continued hitting him.

Even if William was not planning on calling the police, the transfer would expose Hugh. He got mad, thinking that William was trying to trick him.

“Ouch! Stop hitting me!” he cried. “I really don’t have my card.”

William wailed as he was beaten; blood was streaming down his cheek.

“I truly don’t have my bank card!”