"Zahir Huntington insulted my wife, he deserved to die."
"However, he only injured Slade Stone. I wanted his two hands, is that too much?"
Julius Reed said indifferently.
He stood up and walked towards Darrell Huntington.
"But he acted rudely, frightening my wife. I threw him from the second floor, sparing his life, and he should consider himself lucky to still be alive."
"As for Vance Huntington."
Julius Reed walked with his hands behind his back to the entrance of Picking Star Pavilion.
Outside.
Bodyguards filled the area.
A deadly aura filled the air!
"When I'm handling matters, I don't like interruptions. It's just a finger, isn't life good?"
He chuckled lightly, "As for your broken car, it's not even worth one of my bicycles."
"So, by saying this, am I the one who owes the Huntington family?"
Darrell Huntington was amused by Julius Reed.
