Chapter 862 The Terrible White Man

There were many people who could make Nathan feel dangerous, but there were very few who could make him feel extremely dangerous and fearful. It felt like being targeted by a dozen sniper rifles at the same time! "Who are you? Did you come to Beverly Manor to kill someone?" A white man walked out, about six foot three, wearing a black jacket, a blue shirt inside, jeans below, and a pair of leather shoes. He had a golden beard on his face, and he spoke pure Hechland official language. "May I know who you are?" Nathan asked with a smile. He had already changed his appearance to that of a plump wealthy businessman. The white man looked Nathan up and down and laughed, "Do you want to run?" "Only a fool wouldn't want to run. You've called for backup, right? If I don't run, I'll probably be surrounded soon," Nathan said. The white man replied, "Yes, if I want to catch or kill someone like you, it's not