Chapter 211: Being a Security Guard Saves You Forty Years of Detours, You Don’t Know Shit_1
Cars kept arriving, and people continually emerged, joining the encircling crowd. They eyed Carson Flores with a predatory look, making for an intimidating scene.
Davis Bernard swallowed hard and whispered, "Maybe you should just run now. With so many people, even if they don’t use weapons and just stand there for you to hit, it will take you half a day to fight through them."
Carson Flores shook his head and chuckled. "Numbers don’t matter, Liao is just one man. Taking him down will settle this."
Davis Bernard was taken aback. "Cut off the head and the body dies?"
Without mentioning he could handle fighting down the entire street if necessary, Carson Flores just nodded with a smile: "Yeah."
Davis Bernard frowned. "It’s a plan, but it’s risky. Besides, even if you force him to admit defeat, he might seek revenge on you later."
Carson Flores laughed. "If he’s not afraid, why should I be? If he causes me trouble and doesn’t kill me, then he’s the one who’ll end up getting killed. Let’s see who’s afraid of whom."
Davis Bernard looked at Carson Flores with admiration. "Man, you’ve really got some guts."
Inside the factory area, Shirley Miller furrowed her brows, her eyes betraying her worry.
She believed in Carson Flores’ combat power, but there were just too many people here. If a fight really broke out, the scene would be chaotic, and if something big happened, wouldn’t it spell trouble for Carson?