"After all, Boss had it built quickly to mock them."
Another person replied, "It doesn't make sense if you say it's bad quality. Even if it's a pile of scrap wood, can you break it with a slap? You'll only break one spot at most. The whole coffin is broken into pieces!
"That shows how strong Mr. Lennon is."
The security guards on Sean's side became excited and looked at Sean with respect and admiration.
After all, with someone like that standing before them, how could people who made a living with their fighting skills not be envious?
"All hail Mr. Lennon. He's as strong as Hercules!"
"Yeah! He's so handsome. He's my idol!"
Amid the noisy discussion, Sean's gaze fell on Joel.
"Mr. Wilmer, if you provoke me again, you'll end up like this coffin."
Hearing this, Joel immediately shivered and froze on the spot.
He planned to fight Sean alone.
However, his idea seemed as ridiculous as throwing straws against the wind.
What Sean had shown he could do was amazing.
With Sean's strength, he would be defeated in an instant.
The guys at his security firm were no match for Sean and his men.
If the two of them were to fight to the death. Joel knew without a doubt that it would not be long before he lost.
Joel dared not stay here any longer. He immediately turned his head and fled with his men.
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