Chapter 445 Only Ounce Broken Ribs

At the river crossing dock of New York.

Next to the warehouse stood an old bungalow.

It was lunchtime, and the smell of fireworks came from the corridor, floating to the river and mixing with the mist.

The faint fragrance of medicine mixed with the smell of food was hard to detect.

“Mr. Patrick, I’ve brought it back.”

At the end of the corridor of the bungalow, Calvin stood at the door of the room, holding

a small box in his hand. He did not dare to walk in.

Different from the dilapidated surface of the bungalow, the room was small but

well-equipped, which could be comparable to a five-star hotel.

Patrick was sitting on the sofa against the wall.

In such late autumn, his upper body was naked. Wounds on his sturdy chest and

abdomen could be seen clearly, especially the one on his abdomen. The medicine made

it dark brown, which looked even more terrifying.

Patrick was carefully applying medicine to himself and bandaging the bandages on his body.

Hearing the voice at the door, he didn’t even raise his head. “Put it on the table.”

Inside the box was none other than Browning pistol that had been stuffed into Cierra’s palm on Mount Shasta.

Since it had been taken away by the Morgan family, he naturally had a way to get it out.

“Is there anything else?”

Patrick simply bandaged the wound on his abdomen and ignored the other injuries.

The wound was caused by hitting a rock in the lake, and it was inflamed, so he had to clean it up.

As for the others, they were nothing more than some superficial wounds caused by the fight with that group of people days ago. He didn’t take them seriously at all.

After the wound on his abdomen was bandaged, Patrick saw that the person at the door

had not left yet, so he asked.

Standing at the door, Calvin hesitated and said, “I heard that Old Mr. Trevino has come.

to New York and met Old Mrs. Trevino and Draven alone.”

didn’t disclose

Patrick paused for a moment and

said, “That old fox can’t cause any trouble. Don’t

Patrick, if old Mr. Trevino sees

Group to him…”

kicking Patrick out of

they want if they hand it over to Draven?

what that

he wanted

and sensible.

old fox just wanted Patrick to compete with Draven and choose a more

be in

think he was

competition, Calvin was convinced that Patrick

compete with

now, most of their people in New York had been removed by Draven, and Patrick had also been sent to this place. It seemed that Patrick had

we’ve already come this far, why

far have we

words. He bent down and took out the Browning pistol on the coffee table, twirling it between

his hand and pointed

forgot what he was going to say

it back! It will be terrible if it

put it back casually. “There’s no bullet. What

grow up and knew what kind of temper he

man in front of him and said earnestly, “Oh my god, please stop.”

time, old Mr. Trevino watched you

go and admit defeat in front of him, there may be a turning

is really

hand it over

freewheeling, which made Calvin speechless.

latter added hesitantly, “How, how can

using all kinds of dirty

better in his mouth?

that Draven works for

manage the whole Trevino Group, so he didn’t even have time to rest and was extremely tired. At the end of the

Was he a fool?

leave those trivial tasks to his dear

Calvin, who couldn’t speak, and didn’t want to talk about this with him. He changed the topic

talking

came down from Mount Shasta.

to the hospital to keep an eye on her.

didn’t have any

Chamber family in New York. It was not easy to bribe

people in New York had been dug out by Draven, so they couldn’t do other things.

patiently, “I’ve arranged for someone to protect Miss. Barton. There’s news that her life isn’t in danger, but she hasn’t woken up

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