The man in a suit wondered.
Does the man in front of me know Dad?
Did I accidentally offend someone important?
Conan asked, “What’s going on?”
“Simply put, your son was trying to give me trouble, so I gave him a few slaps… Of course, I didn’t slap too hard for your sake… Mr. Tatum, you’d better control your son, lest people call you a bad father.”
With that said, Jagoan tossed the phone at the man in a suit.
Jagoan then got up and went straight for the Hummer.
The car started and sped away. All that was left were the gangsters waiting for the police.
The man in a suit was depressed. He never expected something like this to happen to him. He regretted it. Had he known, he would not have caused trouble.
Now, he had provoked someone tough. Not only was he beaten up, but his father would also scold him when he went home.
No sooner had Jagoan returned to Optimus Security Services than Daniel came running over in a hurry.
“Boss, you’re finally back. I’m dying!”
“What happened?”
Before he could get into the reception room door, Jagoan heard screams.
Jagoan frowned. There was something familiar about the sound.
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