Chapter 107 Let\'s Take It Slow.

As a soldier, Jefferson had never thought of bullying the weak by force.

Jefferson never thought it was worth doing something like that.

With a stern look in his eyes, he stopped and grabbed Hamilton's collar with his rough palm. His eyes were gleaming. "Hamilton, I'll give you a chance. Shall we duel over this?"

Hamilton looked at Jefferson's blood-thirsty eyes and kept coughing.

"No." Hamilton wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at him with fear in his eyes. "Jefferson, you'd better stop now. If I go back to the hospital like this tomorrow, I'm afraid that the news of a soldier beating a doctor will be out!"

Hamilton was scared, and the inferiority in him was thoroughly stimulated.

"I shouldn't have drugged Selena. I was wrong, but you should be done with venting already! Now, you'd better stop. If you continue, it will not do you or Selena any good."

In the night, the north wind was biting cold.