Chapter 837

Perseus slapped Harley three times in a row. He didn't stop until all the latter's teeth almost fell off. "Are you more clear-headed now?" Perseus finally spoke. He didn't talk loudly, but his voice was hoarse and deep, and his tone was cold. There wasn't even any emotion in his deep-set eyes. The only thing visible in them was an intention to kill. "Good on you. You have the guts to slap me. You actually have the freaking guts to do it. Do you have any idea who I am?" Harley touched his cheek. Harley couldn't give a damn about his impression anymore. He was so pissed off that he stomped the floor and yelled, "Get him, all of you. Kill him. I want him dead! "I'll take the responsibility when he's dead. Take your weapons and cut him to shreds!" After Harley barked on order, the 20-odd security guards behind him charged at Perseus at once. "Useless piece of shit!" A hint of contempt flashed in Perseus' eyes. This time, he didn't take a step back. Instead, he took them head-on. H