Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genlus Within

Chapter 148 Scarface

Jim took a sip of his drink, then gestured toward Buzz Cut with his glass. “Because you’re not gonna have that opportunity,” he remarked.

Buzz C

Cut stood up, his tone tense. “You just wait. Stay here. I’ll bring someone back to deal with you!”

Meanwhile, Jim casually cleaned his shoes with a tissue, ignoring Buzz Cut’s threats..

Isabelle checked her watch, urging. “Hurry up, then.

With their drinks almost finished, they weren’t going to wait much longer.

Buzz Cut, still nursing his injured nose, muttered menacingly, “Fine, you’ve got guts. You’re not afraid, huh? Just you wait.”

Addressing his pals, he commanded, “Watch these two. If they try to escape, you’ll answer to me.”

With that, he stormed out of the bar, leaving his men to keep an eye on Jim and Isabelle.

Rumors began to circulate, painting Jim and Isabelle as troublemakers who had crossed paths with powerful figures in the area.

Meanwhile, the duo carried on chatting and laughing, seemingly unaffected by the tension.

when did you have such

gift from Isabelle’s

so you have a brother too now? And you’re wearing his gift. You must

a sweetheart; he’s cute, well–mannered, and obedient. I’ll introduce you

lucky, with you as his sister and having your favor,” Jim noted. “What about the rest of Isabelle’s family?”

If it weren’t for Isabelle and her brother, I would’ve wiped. them

of liquor, urging them to leave promptly. He hinted at the influence these

reassured him, “No w

fighting crime and upholding

couldn’t help but think he was dealing with a

confrontation and kept silent, though he cursed internally at

as Jim and Isabelle wouldn’t leave, he shot them a

simmered, there was a sudden commotion at the bar’s entrance, as

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a dash for the exit to

flash, the bar

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Buzz Cut, his

Jim, he said, “You’ve got some guts, kid. I’ll give

boss, Scarface, was tall and rugged, with scars and tattoos crisscrossing his

his vest.

to Isabelle, his gaze sinister. “Be careful and don’t

back to Jim, challenging him arrogantly, “Let’s see what you’re made of today, Mr. Lawyer. Come on!”

calmly suggested. “You take the left, and I’ll handle the right.”

Jim nodded. “Okay”

the sounds of crashing, screams, clashes of knives and clubs, and