Chapter: 1073

"Take it out!" he bellowed, grabbing his collar.

Joey swallowed and clenched his watch without uttering a word.

Seeing his reluctance, the leader lifted Joey off his feet to grab onto what Joey was holding.

"No! Let go of me!" Joey squealed. He couldn't breathe because the collar was choking him.

The leader glanced at his men.

Understanding their gesture, they all lunged forward and grabbed

Joey's hands, and one of them snatched the watch with all his strength. After all, a three-year-old child couldn't fight two strong men.

"A watch?" one of the men exclaimed in confusion.

The leader threw Joey on the sofa. Then, he took the watch from his subordinate and examined it. The watch didn't look anything extraordinary. It was just a normal kid's watch.

“Give it back to me!" Regardless of his pain, Joey tried snatching the watch.

The leader effortlessly dodged his move. Seeing that, the other men held Joey's arms, stopping him from moving.

Seeing that Joey cared a lot about the watch, the leader felt it wasn't just a simple instrument to check the time but had something more to it. He remembered the commission his employer had given him.

He had kidnapped and blackmailed several people, and his employer always rewarded him with a lot of money. However, this time, his employer gave him one hundred million dollars.

Moreover, he had entrusted him with the unusual task of kidnapping a little kid.

The leader looked at the watch and felt he could make a big fortune through this deal.

"Do you really cherish this watch?" the leader asked.

Joey's eyes reddened. He gritted his teeth and tried wriggling out of the man's hold.

"Let go of me! Give it back to me! Do you know who

I am? You better let go of me. Otherwise, you'll regret kidnapping me

One of the men sneered.

“Speak your age! You are a little boy, but you talk like you know everything. How dare you threaten us? Do you know who we are? Do you know that we get to decide whether you can live or not? If you don't listen to us, you will be..."

He slid his finger across his neck, gesturing that he'd kill him.

The blood on Joey's face drained in an instant. He clenched his fists and kept reminding himself not to be afraid.

But regardless of how much he tried, he couldn't muster the strength to remain calm.

The leader walked toward Joey and squatted before him.