Who Do You Think You Are?

A group of people was heading to the warehouse in an imposing manner.

This grand event attracted countless onlookers.

In the car, Ivan Dillon crouched on the ground, resembling a prisoner.

Even though his calf was in excruciating pain, he could only endure it as no one would treat him.

Brandon Lee swaggered over to the warehouse entrance.

"Locked up for a whole day, he should be behaving by now." Brandon Lee smirked.

Morales whispered, "Brandon, Ivan called just now asking if we've kidnapped anyone."

"Ah, don't worry about him, he always asks that." Brandon Lee didn't take it seriously.

"Open the door." Brandon Lee then pointed at the entrance and said.

Morales did not say much and hurriedly opened the door.

"Pick a few tough guys to accompany me inside," Brandon Lee said.

He knew Ethan Smith was skilled, so he didn't dare venture in alone.

Morales also understood this and quickly selected three Grandmasters to follow Brandon Lee into the warehouse.