White Palmer had always been a thorn in Gem Atkinson's side. Although the thorn didn't hurt or itch, it just made him uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it. Moreover, when he entered the ward, he found White's face almost buried in Forsythia Brown's legs, which made him furious.
When White saw that it was Gem, his face darkened, "Son of a bitch, put me down. Fight me one on one."
"Isn't this a one-on-one fight?"
While speaking, Gem shook White by the collar again. It hurt White's liver.
As for fighting, White's pretty tough against street thugs and hoodlums. But against Gem or Harlan Palmer, his bones would be scattered within ten moves.
For Gem to be able to lift such a large man as White, it's not hard to imagine the power of his arm must be around two or three hundred kilograms.
Forsythia sat up and said, "Gem, what are you doing? Hurry up and put White down. He's here to deliver medicine."
"Ha, is he delivering or hiding the medicine?"
