Darryl frowned and stopped Chaplin. "If you pull out the needles, your father will be in a very critical situation!"

Darryl was not an alarmist. Besides the visible scratches and wounds on the surface, Mr. Chase's internal organs were also severely injured. He had sealed Mr. Chase's meridians and acupoints with silver needles to stop the injuries from getting worse. The consequences would be disastrous if those needles were pulled out.

Chaplin was infuriated; he cursed at Darryl. "F*ck! Who is this liar? Do you know where you are? How dare you lie here? This is the Bounty Organization."

Chaplin pointed at Darryl. "Tie him up!"

Pitter-patter!

A few people walked up quickly to Darryl and encircled him.

Darryl did not resist; he allowed them to tie him up.

"I've said everything that should be said. You'd regret it later if you don't listen to me!" Darryl quipped.

Regret?

Chaplin smirked. He was too lazy to engage in the nonconsequential and talk. He merely waved his ha