"One man and one woman inside this room beat me up. Hurry up and lock them up in prison." Woody Grayson's voice could be heard once again. He still sounded angry.

When people in the room heard his voice, they all frowned a little.

Henry Armstrong snorted coldly as he gently moved his wrists around. "Bloody hell. He actually dares to come here..."

Right after that, someone pushed the door open.

Woody, whose face was swollen with bruises, stood at the door and pointed arrogantly at Henry and Georgie Clementine inside the room. "You two... Come out. You're both dead! You're definitely going to prison!"

Henry smiled a little, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he calmly drank his tea.

Meanwhile, the other people in the room didn't even bat an eyelid at Woody. They all continued to eat their food.

Each of them seemed to have an aura of power around them.

However, in the next second, when Woody's gaze landed upon Stanley Batton's face with a cold expression, he immediately felt uneasy all over...

Suddenly, the flame of arrogance inside him disappeared completely.

a panicked expression upon

a step backward. His entire body was trembling. Afterward, he took

man and woman were

mean Woody had hit a brick

he'd bump into

that he was probably going to

police officers rushed over to

As soon as he saw the people seated at the table,

offend any

looked down, too. Nobody

Woody, who was now trembling. After that, he shifted his gaze to the middle-aged,

didn't know it was you... If we had known, we...

moved closer to Mr. Horthon. "Who is

young master of the Armstrong family in Atlantis, Henry

In the next second, he quickly

looked at Woody. However, his eyes weren't smiling. "Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are

a thud. His palms pressed together as he looked at Henry. "Mr. Armstrong, I'm sorry. I was ignorant. If I had known your identity, I

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