Abigail exclaimed, "Ah, cousin, be careful..."
Pullan shuddered.
"Trash!" The middle-aged man had been sent to check Brandon Piers's body, clearly not an ordinary character. Unexpectedly, he acted first, grabbing the yellow-haired leader's fist without hesitation, and harshly calling him trash.
This kind of small-time thug didn't even catch his eye.
But the middle-aged man didn't expect that calling him trash would incite the anger of the other three.
Especially the yellow-haired one who screamed and lunged towards the elevator. "How dare you call my boss trash? I'll fight you!"
The middle-aged man glanced at the yellow-haired one's stance, "Overestimating yourself!"
Saying that, he kicked the charging yellow-haired guy with a ruthless blow. The big guy, sharp-eyed, grabbed the yellow-haired one, and the bandanna-clad man in the elevator finally came to his senses. "Fuck, watch me!"
The scene turned chaotic in an instant.
