Chapitre 216: Dafuq? [1/2]

I entered an extremely rich looking office. Except for the obviously expensive furnishings like fur rugs, glittering gold everywhere and a damn indoor waterfall, it looked normal.

Sitting at the table was a bald man who screamed crime boss. The man was not muscular but looked fat with a body like a powerlifter. But his expensive looking suit seemed ready to burst at the seams the moment he flexed. 

But no matter how intimidating he might be to humans, to me he might as well be a harmless rabbit. As I walked in, the bald man stood and introduced himself with a bow in and a New York accent.

"May your fate end the darkness, esteemed one. Vincent Deryck at your service. How can I help you today?"

"Your clerk already told you, I am here to buy a car. I already used the build option in your app. Here is the reference number."