Ten minutes later.
Jon led the four persons downstairs for dinner.
It was already evening.
"You seem to be ready to fight in the commissioner's office today. How about we had a match real quick?"
Jon said to Will Smith as they passed a park.
Although the four persons' attitudes toward him had changed, he could sense it.
However, what could be more effective than the intimidation of a fight?
He had to convince the four of them as soon as possible so that he could continue his preparations in other areas.
"A match? Sure."
Will Smith was stunned at first. He obviously did not expect Jon to make such a request.
The next moment, he revealed a smile.
Jon's request was exactly what he wanted.
"I've been in the department for more than ten years. I'll be the champion every year."
"But don't worry, I won't hit you too hard. Otherwise, it'll be bad if you can't get out of bed tomorrow."
