The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family

Texas borders Mexico and so, he planned to find a way to smuggle himself into Mexico after arriving in Texas.

Finley had been selling people for many years and he had a strong network of connections in Canada, the United States, and Mexico. Now, he did not dare to return to Canada and he could no longer stay in the United States. Thus, his only option was to go to Mexico first. This was because there were many big drug lords in Mexico and it was more like a chaotic era of warlords there and so, it would be easy for him to hide his identity and go anonymous. As soon as he reached the territory of those big drug lords, it would be difficult for even the Fox family to be able to find him.

At this moment, the driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror and smiled as he said, "Okay, sir. Please fasten your seat belt."

Finley said impatiently, "Fasten my seat belt, my ass! Hurry up and drive!"

The driver said very seriously, "I'm sorry, sir but in my car, you'll have to fasten your seat belt no matter where you sit.

Otherwise, please get off."

Finley did not expect that a taxi driver would actually dare to challenge him. He had initially wanted to get angry but when he thought about how he was still at the edge of the Fox family's villa and couldn't get into trouble because of his emotions at such a critical moment, he could only curse, "Sh*t!"

After that, he fastened his seat belt

honestly.

When the driver saw that he had fastened his seat belt, the corners of his lips secretly curled into a smile. After that, he started the car and slowly drove away from the scene.

The car turned into the expressway, preparing to leave Long Beach.

Finley finally heaved a sigh of relief. After that, he took out his cell phone and began to check the long-distance bus schedule for the night.

However, he did not expect that the car would suddenly make a sharp turn directly at the side of the road after it just drove not much farther out, and drove into a villa on that side of the road.

Finley's cell phone was thrown out

and he was in a mess. He subconsciously looked up and he immediately realized that the situation was not good. His first thought was to unfasten his seat belt and jump out of the car but when he pressed the seat belt release button, he found out that the seat belt could not be unfastened at all.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the seat belt contracting rapidly, instantly tying him tightly to the rear seat.

Finley's face turned pale out of fright and he blurted out to the driver, "You... Who are you?!"

The driver smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous, Mr. George. I'm taking you to see a friend."

At this time, the taxi had already entered the gates of the villa before it drove directly into the garage.

As soon as the car parked in the garage, two soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies opened the car

door. This was followed by the driver pressing the switch next to the

steering wheel, and the seat

at belt

buckle instantly popped open.

The two soldiers then dragged Finley, who was panicking, out of the car. After that, before he could come back to his senses, they had already stripped him down, leaving him with only a pair of shorts.

After that, a soldier from Ten Thousand Armies with a similar stature as him quickly changed into his clothes, put on his peaked cap, and got into the taxi again.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out again. It took no more than one minute for the entire process.

As soon as the taxi went out, it accelerated violently, carrying the soldier from Ten Thousand Armies who was disguised as Finley as it headed all the way to the longdistance bus terminal where Finley had planned to go.

On the other hand, the real Finley was stripped down by two soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies before he was dragged directly into the basement.

On the way, Finley was

incomparably frightened as he asked, "Brother... Brother... you... who are you people? What the hell are you trying to do? If you want money, I can give you a lot of

money... lots and lots of money... All

you have to do is give me

a

number..."

One of the soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies sneered and said, "Finley George, keep your money for yourself. Maybe you can still use it when you get over there!"