George Johnson had his eyes on Emilia and it made sense.
"Who else has asked you to do so?"
William Davis's interest was piqued. He narrowed his eyes and said, "He is indeed not worthy of my effort but he's a fly. Do you know what I'm saying?"
"It can't bite people to death but it's enough for it to be disgusting."
Although he had suffered a great loss in the past few exchanges, he didn't think that Oliver Walker had any great ability.
That man was just barbaric.
Plus, he didn't plan on making a direct move. With his connections, how could he not play that damn wild dog to death?
"It's George Johnson!"
Isaac Davis immediately said, "But, he's still lying in the intensive care unit. I don't think he'll be able to be a man again in this life."
He had been in Colorado for a long time. Although he didn't have much ability, he still had multiple channels where he could get information from.
