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

was a gift from Isabelle’s

brother too now? And you’re wearing

sweetheart; he’s cute, well–mannered, and obedient. I’ll introduce you to him. sometime,” Isabelle replied.

sister and having your favor,” Jim noted. “What about the rest of

If it weren’t for Isabelle

liquor, urging them to leave promptly. He hinted at the influence these people held, suggesting trouble could arise.

reassured him, “No w

dedicated to fighting crime and upholding

bar manager couldn’t help but think he

men still watching, the manager avoided confrontation and kept silent, though he cursed internally at the impending chaos.

leave, he shot them a glare.

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

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for the exit

the bar

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got some moves Buzz Cut, his face swollen, guided

some guts,

with scars and tattoos crisscrossing

his vest.

his gaze sinister. “Be careful and don’t hurt this pretty lady. I need

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

left, and I’ll handle the

Jim nodded. “Okay”

screams, clashes of knives and clubs, and