When Jamel saw Rex appear, he quickly took a step forward and complained, "Rex, you came at the right time. This little bastard smashed my head with a beer bottle just now. Those young people in New York are really bold. They don't treat us as their seniors."
However, Jamel never expected that just as he stopped talking, Rex grabbed a bottle of beer from the table and smashed it on his head without warning.
Bang!
Jamel was beaten to the ground, clutching his head, and wailing, "Rex, you... Why did you hit me?"
Jamel's subordinates were also dumbfounded, and they did not dare to help.
Rex was the god in New York gangsters' hearts, and they didn't dare to offend Rex.
"Shut up!"
Rex growled.
Jamel endured the pain and did not dare to make any more sounds.
Jamel knew that he was in big trouble today...
Rex trotted to Joshua and said respectfully, "Mr. Palmer, I'm here."
"Okay."