The Supreme Soldier in the City

James Brown said with a shocked face, "Turns out you can’t even produce 500 million either. Then what the hell are you pretending for here?"

Christopher Taylor was already extremely angry, but seeing James Brown’s expression, he couldn’t help but laugh out of sheer rage, feeling that the lad in front of him was too good at putting on an act. He sneered and said, "Then can you produce 500 million?"

James Brown replied very frankly, "Of course I can’t, I’m not a tall, rich, and handsome guy like you."

"Fuck, you can’t produce it and you still want me to do it?" Christopher Taylor really felt that the kid in front of him was just too stupid. He had thought this was someone wealthy like himself, but it turned out to be just a dumb kid.

"Why should I be the same as you?"

"Nonsense, then I can also say the same, you give 500 million, and you can take Alice Brown away."

"Is that your logic?" James Brown asked with squinted eyes.

"Exactly, this is something anyone could understand, you’re here just blowing hot air, pretending for what?"

James Brown let out a sinister smile, suddenly took a quick stride towards Christopher Taylor, grabbed his wrist, and swiftly removed his Rolex watch made of pure gold, worth over 700,000, saying, "Nice watch you have here, must be pretty valuable, huh?"

Christopher Taylor hurriedly reached out to grab it back, yelling, "Give it back, this damn thing is worth over 700,000. Can you afford to compensate if you damage it?"

"Oh, more than 700,000 huh? Then you pay more than 700,000, and I’ll give it to you," James Brown said with a beaming smile, looking at Christopher Taylor.