Naturally, Mrs. Jackson had seen many people who pretended to be high and mighty.
Most of them would unt their morals just for a quick buck!
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And then what?
All of them would bend their bodies to the sight of money anyway!
Harvey York did not even nce at the checkbook while calmly sipping his tea.
"Leave. We don''t wee you here."
"You...
Mrs. Jackson was utterly agitated by Harvey''s words.
"Do you know the consequences of going against me like this, Harvey?" she eximed with a fierce
look.
"I''ll chase you out of Golden Sands with a single phone call!
"I''ll even make everyone around you suffer!"
Mrs. Jackson''s threats were frightening.
Harvey raised his head before looking at Mrs.
Jackson.
"Just you?
"You don''t have the right."
"You...
Mrs. Jackson was trembling in anger.
She thought she had already been polite enough, and yet Harvey was still being this disrespectful.
''He obviously has a death wish!
Mrs. Jackson could not be bothered to talk any longer.
"Come! Break his legs and bring him with us!" she coldly eximed, pointing at Harvey.
"We''ll break his hands if he still doesn''t save Chana!
"And if she dies, we''ll bury him under her casket!"
Two bodyguards cracked their necks with cold res after hearing those words.
Clearly, they were both skilled experts.
That said, before they could even get close to Harvey, he had already swung his backhand forward.
The bodyguards felt sharp pains on their faces as they were sent flying before mming into the wall.
They were clearly in deep pain. Crazed cracks were forming on the marble wall.
The entire ce went dead silent!
Everyone froze.
The rest of the bodyguards were frantically twitching their eyes, speechless.
Mrs. Jackson''s body twitched after seeing the sight.
''What a ruthless man!''
Nobody thought that Harvey was actually skilled enough to p two experts aside that easily.
Mrs. Jackson quickly came to her senses before she coldly chuckled at Harvey.
"You''re pretty good, kid, but being good at fighting means nothing in this day and age!
"No matter how fast and strong you are, do you think you can even beat firearms?
"Come! Take him down with your firearms!
Naturally, Mrs. Jackson did not believe that a martial artist would be able to go against that.
The bodyguards regained theirposure before pulling out their firearms.
But even before they could do anything past that, the door was kicked down again before a few inspectors pointed
their firearms at the bodyguards'' heads.
Mrs. Jackson''s expression changed.
"Who gave you people the nerve?! How dare you go against the Jackson family?!
"Do you want to die?!"
"I could say the same thing to you," the leading inspector coldly eximed.
"Director Braff''s orders. We''ll take out whoever goes against Master York!"