A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 643

"Standing up? Standing up for what?"

Dirk Carter asked.

The woman pouted and said, "It's just a few punks, they keep harassing me, so I arranged to confront them here. You're so strong, just stand behind me and be my bodyguard for a bit. Once it's over, I'll treat you to a late-night snack."

Dirk Carter waved his hand and said, "I'm not getting involved in this kind of thing, you better find someone else."

"Hey, mister, don't be so stingy, it's not a big deal. You seem nice, help me out..."

The woman swung Dirk Carter's arm in a coquettish manner.

"It's not that I won't help you, I don't even know you, and besides, why would I go looking for trouble?"

Dirk Carter said seriously.

The woman quickly said, "I'm called Talia, like the peach, alright, now we know each other."

"No, no, I'm not agreeing to this."

Dirk Carter once again waved his hand, trying to free himself from her.

Just then, five motorcycles stopped at the café's entrance.

The drivers included one wearing a black motorcycle jacket, while the other four wore blue motorcycle jackets.

Behind each of those in blue sat a woman dressed provocatively, each more flamboyant than the next, similar in style to Talia who was nearby.

The most extravagant among them.

Her denim hot pants were cut into a triangular shape, looking quite sizzling.

"There's no time, they're here now."

Talia tightly gripped Dirk Carter's arm.

At this moment.

The people on the motorcycles had already dismounted.

The man in the black motorcycle jacket took off his helmet.

Revealing a rather handsome face.

The man had long hair, which he swung, giving off quite a vibe.

Dirk Carter also realized that this man in the black motorcycle jacket was the "boss" of this group.

"He's the one you're negotiating with?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Talia nodded and said, "He's the third-in-command of The Maplewood Gang, nicknamed Turkey."

Dirk Carter was taken aback.

He asked, "Maplewood Gang? What's The Maplewood Gang?"

"It's the name of their gang."

"Then why is it called The Maplewood Gang, the name doesn't sound imposing at all."

Dirk Carter muttered.

Talia chuckled and said, "Haven't you heard the ancient poem, 'Stopping in maple woods for the love of the evening'? Their name comes from that."

Dirk Carter chuckled, sighing, "That's really unique."

As they spoke.

The man called Turkey, along with the remaining men and women, entered the café.

Seeing this.

The other patrons were frightened, hastily got up to pay and leave.

Turkey swung his long hair again, at which point Dirk Carter noticed this man also had a row of studs on his left earlobe, and four or five exaggerated rings on his fingers.

The others scattered and sat down at several tables.

Turkey then walked directly to Talia.

"Who is he?"

Turkey glanced at Dirk Carter sideways, seeing Talia holding Dirk Carter's hand, he immediately became somewhat annoyed.

Dirk Carter was just about to distance himself.

Talia quickly said, "He's my boyfriend."

What on earth?

Dirk Carter was about to argue.

Turkey sneered and said, "Talia, it's only been a few days and your standards have dropped this low? You actually fancy such an ordinary guy?"

Ordinary?

Dirk Carter didn't intend to get involved in such a mess.

But hearing this provoked his competitive spirit, so he simply sat down beside Talia.

Talia was delighted to see this.

She intentionally leaned closer to Dirk Carter, appearing very intimate, and said, "I like him just fine; he's not only handsome but also gives me a sense of security."

The words sounded quite comforting.

Dirk Carter deliberately puffed out his chest, no longer resisting Talia leaning against him.

"Talia, are you deliberately trying to annoy me? You've been single all this time while I've been pursuing you, then you suddenly have a boyfriend? He's just a decoy, isn't he?"

Turkey seemed to see through the charade and spoke with ridicule.

Talia heard this.

She sneered and said, "Listen to yourself—why would I lie to you? Either I have a boyfriend or I don't. If you don't believe me, look."

After finishing.

Talia suddenly leaned over.

She hooked her arm around Dirk Carter's neck.

Out of nowhere, she pressed her red lips onto his.

Dirk Carter didn't react immediately, startled.

Before he could figure out what was happening, Talia's tongue slipped past his lips, exploring his mouth forcefully.

Then she slightly parted her lips, seemingly deliberately letting Turkey witness their deep kiss.

After pulling away.

She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her finger.

She said, "You see it, right? My boyfriend and I have a very deep affection; the matter is settled. We're even planning to get a room for tonight and enjoy a good night together."

When Turkey saw them kissing.

He was already clenching his fists in anger.

And hearing Talia say this.

Turkey's face turned green.

He glared at Dirk Carter and said, "Buddy, you dare touch my woman; you must be looking for trouble."

"Turkey, what do you mean I'm your woman? Do I have any connection with you? When I first met you, I told you I wouldn't like you, why can't you understand?"

Talia shouted.

Turkey slammed the table angrily, shouting, "I don't care, you have to be my woman, even if heaven itself comes down, it'll still be the same. I refuse to believe he's your boyfriend, even if it kills me."

In this tense atmosphere.

Dirk Carter thought Turkey might not be able to hold back and might act.

Unexpectedly, he just stood up with force.

Gave Dirk Carter a vicious look.

Commanding others, "We're leaving!"

Those waiting also stood up.

After Turkey walked out, they followed suit and left.

Everyone started their motorcycles and roared off.

"Was that it, just like that?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Talia frowned and said, "It might not be over; he's not one to give up easily. Let's go check."

After saying this.

Talia directly took Dirk Carter's hand and walked to the café's entrance.

Sure enough.

The group that had left just now stopped at the corner of the street, their eyes fixed on the café's entrance as if monitoring them.

"What's that supposed to mean? They're going to follow us?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Talia gritted her teeth and said, "Looks like we'll have to make him give up completely; otherwise, he'll stick around like a nuisance. Let's go get a room."

"Wait, what? What are we doing?"

Dirk Carter asked as if he hadn't heard clearly.

Talia said seriously, "Get a room. If he sees us going into a hotel together, he should give up."