Alright, this case is clear enough, it was you who set Young Master Thomson up and framed him on purpose.”

“Someone bring this guy downstairs to fill in his particulars and just lock him up straightaway.” The superintendent looked at Stanley Batton indifferently. He looked confident and determined, he no longer had the mood of continuing the investigation.

He thought that the truth was not that important. The most important thing was that Fred Thomson could not be messed around with. In this situation, he could only sacrifice the ordinary person in front of him and protect Fred.

Looking at the person right in front of him, Stanley’s face was getting colder and colder, the flame in his heart was burning with rage.

Fred was happy and he curved up his lips after he heard that. He slowly stood up and squinted at Stanley. “Just wait for your imprisonment… Not to mention that I did not touch you today, even if I really did, what can you do?”

“Tell me, why did you do that? Hmm? There are no grudges between us, why did you frame me? Hmm? To swindle my money?” Fred was getting more and more aggressive.

As he was finishing his sentence, he even reached out his finger and prepared to poke Stanley’s forehead. Stanley reacted quickly. Just before his finger landed on him, he grabbed it tightly. The next second, Stanley slowly lifted his head and looked at Fred. His eyes were like daggers.

A murderous aura lingered from his head to toe.

following second, he yanked hard upwards using his

Crack…

bone was broken. His face darkened and cried in agony, “Ah… Ah… F*ck,

go. He was still using his strength. His veins stood up on the back of his cold and

superintendent anxiously looked at

two of them immediately tried to

up slowly and steadily. Then, with a back kick, he threw the chair behind him towards them swiftly. They could not dodge in time. The chair hit both of their

their tracks immediately due to pain. After a few seconds,

steady as a rock. As he continued to pull Fred’s finger and control him, he used his other hand to figltt with them. Even so, he still had the upper hand. While he was fighting, he did not even move an inch. It seemed like he was always at his original

them here did not even help

stomped his

large group of people swarmed into the room in an instant. They neatly

if you don’t, I’ll order then to shoot you…

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