1 AM.
In a residential area in Porthampton.
Wyatt wiped his swollen face with an egg. His expression was very serious.
He had just offended Rachel, and then Kyle called. Wyatt vaguely felt that something was not right.
"Wyatt, why are you afraid of that woman?" At this moment, Wade came in drunk and asked Wyatt agitatedly.
"You don't have to worry about my life…" Wyatt shouted impatiently.
"I just feel that today's matter is really unfair. We were actually beaten up by that loser, Connor. If this gets out, how are we going to survive in Porthampton?" Wade walked up to Wyatt and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Who knows what kind of luck that kid has to know someone like Ms. Wallace!" Wyatt replied.
"Wade, are you going to let this go just like that?" Wade shook Wyatt's shoulder and shouted at him frustratedly.
"..."
