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.”

and didn’t

Patrick paused for a moment and immediately understood what he meant.

can’t cause any trouble. Don’t worry about

anxious. “But Mr. Patrick, if old Mr. Trevino sees Draven and hands

Group to him…”

that be equivalent to kicking

get what they want if they hand it over to Draven? Draven is not easy

to guess what that

so he

and sensible.

that old fox just wanted Patrick to compete with Draven and

be

think he was the

competition, Calvin was convinced that Patrick had come to New

to compete with Draven.

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

this far, why don’t we think of another way?”

far have we gone?”

not to understand his words. He bent down and took out the Browning pistol on the coffee

hand and pointed it at Calvin.

he was going to say for a moment. He

it back! It will be terrible if it goes off!”

put it back casually. “There’s

up and knew what kind of temper

front of him and said earnestly,

get much profit this time, old Mr. Trevino watched you grow

of him, there may

if the Trevino Group is really handed

to hand it over

Patrick looked freewheeling,

a long while, the latter added hesitantly, “How, how can this be better?”

Washington D.C. were scheming against each other and using all kinds of

was it even better in his mouth?

Draven works for those old foxes,

so he didn’t even have time to rest and was extremely tired. At the end of the year, he had to

who didn’t assist. Was he a

be better to leave those trivial tasks

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

talking about

from Mount Shasta. Before he could bandage his wound,

to keep an eye on her.

that, he didn’t have

It was not easy to bribe people in the

in New York had been dug out by Draven, so they couldn’t

this, Calvin replied patiently, “I’ve arranged for someone to protect Miss. Barton. There’s news that her

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