Being Cruel

He was neither fast nor in a hurry. The feeling of catching a turtle in a jar was so subtle. Jonathan finally finished smoking and stopped. His mind became clear again. When he looked up at Callan, he was immediately shocked. "You! You... how could it be you?" "Oh? You're so surprised to see me." Callan sneered calmly. Nick and his subordinates knew very well that something bad would happen when Master Handerson looked like this! "Brother Nick, why don't we do it? Master Handerson doesn't need to deal with this kind of person personally." One of his subordinates leaned behind Nick and asked for permission. Having Master Handerson deal with this kind of trash would be a compliment for Jonathan. Nick reached out to stop all his subordinates and shook his head calmly. "No, you don't need to. Master Handerson is furious! Let him do it by himself. If he doesn't vent his anger, he will have internal injuries. We just need to watch." "Yes." Callan stood up. He first unbuttoned his suit and th