Chapter 388: Chapter 388: The Backbone of the Jones Family’s People!
The Taylor Family’s people?

After hanging up the phone, White Mitchell fell into deep thought for a while.

The news of Myles’s fall was impossible to hide from the Taylor Family anyway, and he wasn’t planning to keep it a secret either.

However, White Mitchell didn’t expect the Taylor Family’s people to react so quickly.

But before he met them face to face, White Mitchell refused to draw any premature conclusions.

Time quickly passed to evening. After glancing at the clock, White Mitchell quickly found an excuse to leave the house with Kylin and head straight to the underground boxing ring.

About half an hour later, White Mitchell’s silhouette appeared outside the underground boxing ring. But just as he was about to enter, he noticed two familiar figures.

Will Jones and his daughter, Snowden Jones!

White Mitchell saw them, and they noticed White Mitchell abruptly appearing in that location too.

“Dad, what is this guy doing here? Don’t tell me he followed us here,” Snowden Jones stared at the White Mitchell in the distance with an expression of disgust.

Upon hearing this, an unwilling look spread on Will Jones’s face. He stared at White Mitchell as if he was an enemy who had caused him great suffering.

“Do you even have to ask, this damned bastard most likely followed us here!” Will Jones growled with a voice filled with anger.

Snowden Jones’s face became even more filled with disgust as she contemptuously glanced at White Mitchell. She warned, “Dad, we can’t let this little punk ruin our plans.”

“He dares!? If White Mitchell dares to ruin the Jones Family’s plans, all of us in the Capital City will make him vanish from Sayon!”

Will Jones raised his volume, his words fiery with rage. It was clear to everyone, except the deaf, that this was a warning to White Mitchell.

“Superior, shall I go over there…?” Kylin directly asked.

White Mitchell glanced dismissively at Will Jones and his daughter and responded nonchalantly, “No need, we’re here on business today. There’s no need to waste time on them.”

After that, as if nothing had happened, White Mitchell casually led Kylin in the direction of the underground boxing ring’s entrance.

White Mitchell’s air of nonchalance caused Will Jones’s anger to grow even more, causing him to feel a sense of aggrieved annoyance.

“Dad, just look at that kid. He has no good intentions, there must be something fishy about it. We can’t let him succeed!” Snowden Jones reminded her father from aside.

Upon hearing this, Will Jones nodded heavily, his eyes reflecting chilling gazes. He then strode firmly towards White Mitchell with Snowden by his side.

“White Mitchell! Stand still!” Will Jones shouted in anger, immediately stepping up to block White Mitchell’s path.

Hmm?

White Mitchell was slightly surprised, cast a glance at the father and daughter, and asked lightly, “What’s the matter? Looking for a fight?”

“You!”

Will Jones and his daughter were momentarily at a loss for words, not daring to step back slightly.

Although they had the Jones Family backing them up, they still possessed some self-awareness. If White Mitchell really started a fight, all ten of them combined wouldn’t match against him.

After maintaining a distance they considered safe, Will Jones still spoke aggressively, “Do you think you can scare me like this? I know you can fight, but what’s the use of that?!”

“I’m warning you, the new project in Nezzi, is under the eye of our own Capital City people. If you’re opposing us, you’re opposing our people from Capital City!”

“Pack up your cunning tricks now, or else, if you spoil our good thing, there will be no good outcome for you!”

Snowden Jones piped up: “My dad’s right. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave now. Otherwise, when Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman come out, you’ll be the first one they deal with!”

Upon seeing this, Mori Jones immediately echoed: “Exactly. We’re not afraid to tell you that today, we’re here on the instructions of Lisa Jones to speak with Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman about cooperation.

Don’t think you can do whatever you want because you’ve temporarily fooled Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman with your deceitful tactics.

I’m telling you, just as long as I explain things clearly to Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman, you’ll be the first one they deal with!”

“Oh?” White Mitchell gave a cold smirk, and responded playfully: “Are you so confident they would listen to you?”

“Of course!” Mori Jones answered proudly, continuing to taunt: “Surely they wouldn’t listen to a brat like you? You’d best cut the crap and get lost before I have Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman throw you out and bar you from entering again!”

Throw me out?

White Mitchell chuckled and shook his head, responding nonchalantly: “Fine, let’s see who gets thrown out today – you or me.”

With that, White Mitchell walked straight towards the entrance of the underground fight club, completely ignoring the feelings of Mori Jones and his daughter.

This infuriated Mori Jones and his daughter, yet they could do nothing to White Mitchell. They could only quicken their pace, wanting to meet Amanda and Longman before White Mitchell does.

They believed, as long as they could take the initiative and negotiate with Amanda and Longman first, White Mitchell would not have a chance to perform any tricks afterwards.

Upon learning that White Mitchell was to arrive that evening, Amanda and Longman hastily finished their tasks and rushed to greet him.

Seeing Amanda and Longman’s serious demeanor from afar, a triumphant smile immediately unfolded on Mori Jones’ face.

“Snowden, do you see? Now, even people who are movers and shakers like Amanda and Longman are scrambling to curry favor with us! Let’s see who will dare to underrate the Jones Family now!” Mori Jones declared triumphantly.

Seeing this, Snowden Jones’ face broke into a splendid smile: “Amanda and Longman most certainly know that we now have the backing of people from Capital City, which is why they have come out to greet us!”

“Of course! Couldn’t be that they are coming to greet that punk White Mitchell, could it? HAHAHA…” Mori Jones laughed uproariously, his laughter full of mockery.

Hearing this, Snowden Jones went behind White Mitchell and boasted, “White Mitchell, do you see our current status now? You think you, of all people, dare to oppose us? Laughable!

Know your place. Now, kneel in front of us and give us three kowtows. Maybe then we will persuade Mr. Duke and Mr. Longman to be lenient when they deal with you. Otherwise, you’ll be in for a world of pain later!”

“Oh?” White Mitchell smirked playfully. He casually made his way towards the entrance while laughing: “Don’t take yourself too seriously, and don’t take the Jones Family of Capital City too seriously either.

Are you that certain they are here to greet you?”

Listening to his words, Snowden Jones immediately scoffed and derisively said, “Obviously, they are here to greet us. What, you think they are here to greet you?

Who are you and who are we? Who are they? You should take a good look at yourself. Are you even worthy?”

On hearing this, instead of getting angry, White Mitchell chuckled: “Well… let’s wait and see. I hope you won’t cry later.”

After saying this, White Mitchell continued forward. At this moment, Amanda and Longman, along with their subordinates, had already made their way to Mori Jones and his entourage.