Chapter 195 Are You Just a Small Fry After All That Hype?_1
Following Conor Jimenez’s words, several men playing with their phones or smoking on the nearby sofa stood up and approached with a menacing gaze, encircling Carson Flores.
"Manuel Howard hasn’t been the factory manager for a few years now, and he even sold the factory recently. You’re coming to me now; isn’t it a bit late?"
Carson Flores chuckled, "Not late, not late at all. You threatened my brother and his family, making it impossible for him to remain the factory manager. I think you should compensate my brother, and my niece."
"Compensate?"
Conor Jimenez laughed as if he had heard a huge joke, "Even if I were to compensate, would he dare to accept it?"
Carson Flores chuckled lightly, "Why not give it a try and see?"
Conor Jimenez sneered, "Compensate, huh? Sure, that depends on whether you have the ability. Since you’ve come back from the military and even dared to show up here, you must think you’re quite the fighter. Well, let’s give it a try. If you can beat my brothers, we can talk compensation. But if you can’t, you might have to crawl out of here today."
Carson Flores replied with a smile, "Simple and crude. I like it. Come on... Ten seconds should be enough, I reckon."
Ten seconds?
Conor Jimenez lifted his chin and sneered, "Take him down!"