Chapter 36 Spewed All Over Andrew Locke...

"Nora Hart."

"Mr. Locke——."

The voices of Mia Chase and Lucas Holmes rose simultaneously.

Whoosh——the door of the van was pulled open, and a chubby-faced man holding a steel pipe stepped out, whistling at Nora Hart, "Not bad! Someone asked me to give you two a warning, and with this trip, my task is done."

"Tsk, Miss Hart is truly beautiful, no wonder someone suggested that if you could plead under him, this matter would be over."

"Even if Lawyer Locke is formidable, he's still a newcomer; Capital Port isn't yours to command yet, you should be clear about who to offend and who not to."

Andrew Locke supported Nora Hart by the waist to help her stand straight, and wickedly hooked his lips, "Is that so?"

"A nobody with no background, can be so arrogant...ugh!"

The man didn't finish his words as his throat was suddenly seized.

The man in the baseball cap in front of him had eyes like the grim reaper in the dark night, fixed on him with judgment.