Salvatore beat him to it. "What bullsh*t miracle water? You treat it as a treasure. When it comes to us, it's just foot-washing water! Also, Lincoln, you'd better be more polite to Mr. Jordan! Don't you want to know who the mutant is? Alright, I'll lay my cards on the table. I'm a gold-level mutant. Call me Daddy, hahaha!"
Lincoln looked at Salvatore in disdain. "Hmph, you? No matter how many times you reincarnate, you aren't worthy to join the Mutant Tribe! You want to be a mutant? Dream on!"
Salvatore told Lincoln the truth that he was a mutant, but unfortunately, he didn't believe him.
Salvatore was furious. "You don't believe me? Believe it or not, I'll punch you to the Atlantic Ocean!"
Salvatore was about to fight Lincoln.
At this moment, Jordan stopped him and asked Lincoln, "Why does my uncle want to know which one of my subordinates is a mutant? Does he want to snatch someone from me?"
Placing his hands behind his back, Lincoln sneered at Jordan in contempt. "Hahaha, so what if he does? Mutants should join the Chief and let more capable people lead them. Jordan, do you think you're qualified to be the leader of our Mutant Tribe? You can't even defeat this underage girl beside me. Hehe!"
From beside Lincoln, Park Sora had a proud expression on her face, but she did not say anything for the time being. She remembered that the last time they met, Jordan had said that he would treat her as a stranger when they met again.
This time, Jordan did not greet Park Sora. He completely ignored her.
In the past, every time the two of them met, Park Sora could feel the love in Jordan's eyes.
This time, it was completely gone.
Salvatore was furious. "Lincoln, you're courting death! Who gave you the guts to come here and talk sh*t!"
Lincoln looked at his subordinates in the room and said, "I'm not spouting nonsense. Last time, Jordan lost to us in a one-on-one fight. He lost completely to Sora.
Salvatore, you were there too. Why don't you dare to admit it?
"Hehe, mutant brother, I don't know if you were present. If you were, listen to my advice. A good bird chooses a good tree to live in. A smart disciple chooses its master. Jordan can't even defeat a black-level mutant. What right does he have to be your master? Why don't you go back with me and join the Mutant Tribe? Our Chief is a gold-level mutant. Only he has the right to lead us!"
Jordan clenched his fists in anger. Lincoln was simply lawless. How dare he come to his territory and snatch his subordinate in front of him?
Previously, Jordan was already very angry that Randall had snatched his woman away. How could he tolerate this now?!
Although he knew that Dragon and Salvatore would not leave with him, Jordan still stood up.
"Lincoln, pick up your sorry a** and scram. Tell your Chief that if he wants to snatch my people, he can come over personally to ask for them. I will personally accept the challenge of his gold-level ability! You are not qualified!"
This was the first time Jordan had challenged Randall!
Randall had indeed provoked Jordan this time. He actually dared to poach Jordan's subordinates and completely disregarded him! How could he take this insult!
Unexpectedly, Lincoln laughed out loud. "Hahahaha, Jordan, you're too funny. You want to challenge our Chief? Are you worthy? How can a mere Deity like you withstand a gold-level ability? You can't even defeat me and Sora, and you still want to defeat the Chief? Dream on!
"Jordan, do you dare to fight me one-on-one? If you lose, tell me the identity of the mutant who kidnapped your wife and your subordinates. Do you dare?!"
The bold and brazen Lincoln actually issued a challenge to Jordan!
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