Davis Bernard froze, surprised, he said, "You're going up?"
Carson Flores chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm slick in a fight and I've never lost. Boss, let me have this chance to show off."
Davis Bernard grabbed Carson Flores' arm, "Are you serious? Do you know the consequences?"
Carson Flores smiled, "I've got it all figured out."
Carson Flores stepped up to Harry Reid, smiling, "I'm giving you a chance, disperse your men and remove the cars quickly to avoid a beating."
Davis Bernard was shocked.
Is this kid that arrogant?
From behind the crowd, Shirley Miller's mouth turned up slightly at the corners; this outcome was not beyond her expectations.
Having dealt with life and death fights with ease, such street thugs posed no challenge for Carson Flores—they were just asking for a beating.
Eithan Fuentes and the others widened their eyes, looking at each other in disbelief.
Has this kid gone crazy?
Didn't he see the big group opposite them, each one armed with a weapon?
