“Yes, the Laws are not unequaled, but does it mean that the Atticus family is?”
Henry looked at Fabian from the comers of his eyes and scoffed. He looked extremely arrogant.
“Atticus, I’ve disliked you for a very long time. You always look so peculiar. Who are you putting on this show for?
“Do you think you’re all that because you know how to plot and scheme? You’re always behaving like God’s number one and you’re number two. Why? Did those losers from the second generation circle in Harbor City flatter you so much that you’ve grown to have an exaggerated opinion of your own abilities?”
Henry’s words caused Fabian’s face to turn extremely dark. No one dared to speak to him this way throughout his entire life.
However, Fabian soon turned his anger into laughter and said while pointing at Henry, “Alright Very good, Henry. You’re ballsy. I hope you won’t regret saying those things!”
“Idiot!”
Henry scoffed and cursed.
“Do you think I came all the way here to talk sh*t with you?”
“Well, I want to see what else you’ll do,” Fabian replied.
“Look how thick-skinned you are. You really think you’re all that, huh?”
Henry smiled evilly and turned his head to look at Alex. He said, “Do you dare to have a go at him?”
Alex swallowed his saliva as his eyes filled with fear and excitement.
“Of course! Damn, we’re here anyway. It’ll be the same no matter if I have a go at him or not, no? I’ll be able to do whatever I want in the second generation circle in Harbor City if I win, and if I don’t, then I guess I’ll spend the rest of my life in bed.”
After Alex said that, he turned around and took out a container of gasoline from the trunk of the sport’s car.
“What are you doing?” Fabian asked coldly as he narrowed his eyes and stared at the container of gasoline in Alex’s hands.
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