Chapter 979 You Don't Deserve to Use My Brother's Face

"Boss, what do you mean? I don't quite understand..."

Aron Jackson had been backing up until he hit the wall and could retreat no further.

His entire body pressed against the wall.

He held up his hands, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Boss, although it's been a while since we last met, the joke you're playing on me is somewhat serious..."

In Knox Ridge's bedroom, there were only the two of them.

Julius Reed held a hidden weapon box in one hand, with a smile on his face.

And Aron Jackson was drenched in sweat, his back already soaked.

"I always like people who are tough to crack."

Julius Reed walked up to Aron Jackson, smiling, and said, "Noam Martin, you know my temper. If I'm not happy, you might regret coming into this world."

After speaking, he disengaged the safety and pressed the mouth of the weapon box against the other's temple.

The cool sensation made Aron Jackson tremble, his throat constantly moving.

"Boss, I don't understand what you mean..."