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.

watch? It’s cute. Since when did you have such simple taste?” Jim inquired, eyeing Isabelle’s wristwatch.

“It was a gift

too now? And you’re wearing his gift. You must quite like

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

your favor,” Jim noted.

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

they chatted and drank, the bar manager discreetly approached with two bottles of liquor, urging them to leave promptly.

him, “No

fighting crime and

help but think he

the manager avoided confrontation and kept silent,

and Isabelle wouldn’t leave, he shot them a glare.

commotion at the bar’s entrance, as about thirty young men

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the exit

the bar

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them, Boss. This guy’s a lawyer. He’s got some moves Buzz Cut, his

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

Scarface, was tall and rugged, with scars

his vest.

career” Then he turned to Isabelle, his gaze sinister. “Be careful and don’t hurt this pretty lady. I need her for

arrogantly, “Let’s see what you’re made of today, Mr.

the left, and I’ll handle

Jim nodded. “Okay”

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