Mighty Super rich Heir

A raspy voice was heard all of a sudden. "Ahem... Who are you? And why did you kidnap me?"

This place was an old dilapidated factory that was covered in dust.

The air had an unpleasant and rotten smell that could make anyone sick.

A young man was getting trampled on the ground at this time.

With sweat all over his forehead, he clenched his fists and glared at the gangsters who were armed with machetes.

This young man's name was Garry Smith. He was an ordinary student at Orlando University.

Garry had just gotten off work after his shift at his part-time job an hour ago.

On his way back to the school dormitory, he calculated how much he would earn by the end of the month. He was lost in thought when a van suddenly pulled up in front of him.

A group of gangsters who were armed with sharp weapons bundled him into the van and brought him to this deserted area.

The gangster who seemed to be the leader was topless. He had a huge tattoo on his chest. As he smoked, he brandished the shining machete in his left hand.

The look on his face was deadly. His eyes shone with madness.

After staring at Garry fiercely, he suddenly threw his head back and let out a burst of evil laughter.

"Why else would we kidnap you if not for money? If you give us three hundred thousand dollars, we will set you free. Don't try anything stupid. If you don't pay in full, I'll chop off your fingers."

As he spoke, he brought the machete closer to Garry's arm. The sharp blade rubbed against it.

It was obvious that he was doing that to drive home his point.