A favor.

It was a favor from the Redman clan in Chicago City!

When Myron said this, the internal force in his body was surging like a long stream, and a faint aura of a warrior was released.

He was not threatening John, but telling him that he was a martial artist, and that the Redman clan in Chicago was a martial artist clan.

A favor.

It was an extremely important thing in this society, and was the most important thing to many people. Favor was even ranked before the theory of law, which showed its importance.

On the other hand, a favor from the martial artists‘ clans were even more precious.

For example, the Branton family in the state of New York. Because they had a friendship with Tristan, the guard of the martial league, even if the evidence was conclusive, they could still be free from punishment, which involved a matter of favor.

With a favor, many things would be twice the result with half the effort.

Mason White continued, “Doctor, maybe you don’t need our help for the time being, but you can’t guarantee that your descendants will not encounter any trouble in the future. At that time, you will know how precious our favor is.”

His words made sense.

A normal person would cherish this favor, because this complicated social system was maintained by the favor. The law could only be said to be a restriction.

However.

Unfortunately.

It was wrong for him to say this to John.

In the territory of the US, what was more important than the favor of the King of Horizon?

John glanced at Mason White and sneered, “In my eyes, the favor of your Redman clan is

worthless!”

One glance.

It was this glance that made the surging internal force in Mason White’s body froze and made him unable to move.

to the solidified internal force, Mason White’s mood was like a stormy wave, rising into the sky and out

from New York was not

to offend

sweat instantly oozed from Mason White’s forehead. He cupped his hands and

Bob Redman away.

are you doing?”

“Shut up!”

about to ask, but he

something wrong and

that Mason White said with a serious look, “master,

do you say

still didn’t

his phone and made a

of

think you’d better come to

Is that highly skilled doctor so

“No…”

Redman and continued, “The doctor is

offended him by

little bastard can’t do anything wrong. This time he volunteered to go

the other end of the phone paused, and then asked, “What is the level of

martial artist doctor?”

concerned, he’s at least…

Bob

hung up the phone and ordered his men to

had been very unhappy with Mason White’s snitch, but when he

Heaven!

Master!

legs turned into jelly!

in a trembling voice, “Uncle Mason… You just told grandpa that the man was a

to take a

it, I’m sure he is at least

in Mason White’s heart was no less than that in Bob Redman. Especially when he looked at John just

master level could have such

thought about it, the more horrible he became.

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