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Chapter 2061

Then he lost his temper. What are you doing? What do you mean by sending people flying to me?

"Do you know how much my glasses cost? Do you still want your job?"

Sean's side went up in laughter as soon as he said that.

Hearing the laughter, Joel became even more upset.

The man standing in front of him said to him, "Are you talking to us?"

Joel froze before fixing his gaze on the man, only to realize that the man standing before him was Sean's employee,

and there was not a scratch on his body.

On the other hand, his man was lying miserably on the ground.

His elbows were covered with bruises. By the looks of his arms, the man might lose them if he was not treated in

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time.

"I'm sorry, Boss," the man uttered feebly.

Hearing this, Joel was ashamed and annoyed.

Joel thought he could crush Sean, yet he made a fool of himself instead.

No one would accept the fact that they humiliated themselves.

Joel glared at Sean.

"Mr. Wilmer, you don't look very pleased."

Joel replied, "Yes. I just picked someone at random. I didn't think you'd have someone who could fight. This round

doesn't count. Let's try one more time."

"Suit yourself."

In Sean's opinion, he would win no matter what.

As soon as Sean agreed, Joel, who was desperate to save his face, called out his strongest employee.

"You, come out and fight Mr. Lennon's staff."

"Got it." The muscular man smirked, interlocked his hands, twisted them, and made a series of bone-cracking

noises.

He just stood there like a statue.

Sean casually glanced at the man and his security guards." You, step out."

Sean called out a man less than 1.5 meters tall with a rather thin figure. He looked frail.

Joel and his thugs burst out laughing when they saw the short man stepping out.

The thug pointed at the short man. "You're like a monkey. You can't even reach my chest. Can you fight? Admit

defeat if you can't and leave!"

Joel became even more egotistical. "Hahahaha!"

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He also laughed unabashedly. "Mr. Lennon! You look like you have a lot of staff. Are they only extras? You don't have

anyone to use, do you? Otherwise, why would you ask such a clown to step out?

"Oh, Mr. Lennon, you're not trying to defeat me by switching the order of the matchups, are you? Are you using

your weakest guy to fight my strongest guy so that you can win more fights? But we're not even equal in numbers,

Mr.

Lennon."

Sean still looked indifferent in the face of Joel's sarcasm.

"You're wrong, Mr. Wilmer. Well have to try to find out."

"Alright! Alright!" Joel waved his hand impatiently and said to his thug with a smile, "Finish this early so we can go

home."

"Alright!" the thug yelled and punched at the short man.

The short man looked small in stature, but he was quite flexible. He easily dodged the thug's attacks.

"Ooh, you can jump," the thug yelled and attacked faster.

Despite his rapid attacks, the short man still easily evaded the thug's attacks.

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