"You said he's a human trafficker?" Peter Brown looked at Abel Harris.
Upon hearing Peter's words, Abel turned to look at him, glanced at Lea Collins, and laughed:"Very good, very good, your man is not at home, and you've learned to seduce men. Not bad, this kid is handsome, and he does attract you."
"Looking for death!"
Peter really couldn't stand it anymore, and from what he could see, this Abel Harris was a bad guy.
What puzzled Peter was that if this guy had been talking like this, he should have been trafficking people for at least twenty years, right? How come he hadn't been caught yet, and he was still doing this now?
Of course, Peter didn't have any evidence against him, so he couldn't say much. However, when he heard these words from this old guy, Peter's anger rose and he roared.
"Yo, who do you think you are, kid? When I started out, you weren't even born yet. Go and cripple him!" He said to a young person behind him.
The young man flew up and aimed a kick at Peter.
