Gary wiped his eyes and muttered, "Is Mr. Peck Senior's eyesight okay?"

The moment the Peck family elites heard the remark, their faces darkened. Gary might have been too dumb to read the room, but they were not blind. They could tell that Andrew played Calvin like a complete fool.

At this point, the gap in strength between them was starting to look huge.

Miles quickly shouted, "Mr. Lloyd, our family concedes. Please, don't humiliate my father any further!"

However, Andrew easily dodged Calvin's punch and scoffed. "So you fight when you want, and stop when it suits you? Your dad's getting senile, but you're still sharp, aren't you? So what now? Do you think I'm a pushover too?"

Miles' expression twisted as he heard the real fury in Andrew's voice. But before he could stop anything, Andrew's patience had already snapped.

With a sharp flip, Andrew flipped right over Calvin's head. Then, twisting mid-air, he grabbed Calvin's collar and slammed him over his shoulder.

Calvin's body crashed heavily to the ground, and he was about to cough up a mouthful of blood.

Andrew sneered as he clamped a hand over Calvin's mouth, refusing to let him spit it out. At the same time, his fingers jabbed several of Calvin's pressure points with pinpoint precision.

He wanted

streaming out from his eyes, ears, and nose like

the floor before finally crashing to a stop, massive welts already

horror in his

could not hold back any longer. With a sickening sound, the blood he

family warriors exploded

your hands on

punk,

him! Take him

back, his hair rippling

of violent

a storm, swirling

of furious Peck family elites and the family's entire private guard readying to charge, Andrew's face remained stone cold. In fact, there was even a flicker of

me!" His thunderous roar echoed

rushing forward suddenly felt like their

Andrew; none of them dared take

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