"Go fuck yourself! Stop trying to scare people!"
Green Hair walked over, holding his nose and shouting at Julius Reed, "You didn't even bother to ask who Brother Davenport is!"
With Peter Warm there, he was full of confidence.
Even Brexton Jackson, the boss of Moon City, wouldn't dare to easily provoke Peter Warm.
Let alone a young kid standing before him.
But what he hadn't noticed was that Peter Warm's legs were already trembling.
His palms were sweating.
"Peter Warm, I, Irving Harris, always keep my word. Today, if there's a single thing that displeases him, tonight, I'll send your whole family on their way."
In the phone call, only this sentence was left.
Then it disconnected.
"Hiss!"
Peter Warm wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked up at Julius Reed.
"Terry Moore, this guy has a dirty mouth, help him out."
Julius Reed smiled and looked at Green Hair.
"Hey! You're still talking about me? Now my boss..."
Whoosh!
