"It's them." Miguel Abbott felt his body filled with strength upon seeing Julius Reed.
"Mr. Reed, I have a card hidden under the trash can in the men's restroom on the first floor of my hotel. Please use it to take my daughter away."
He knew Julius Reed was formidable, but the opponent was still a martial artist.
Defeating that young man showed Julius Reed still had the ability to save his wife and children.
"What's your business, get lost!"
The man, drunk, pointed at Julius Reed, "What are you looking at? Want to die..."
Crack!
Hawthorne reached out and directly broke his finger!
"Hiss..." The man gasped, the pain making his scalp numb.
"Mr. Abbott, we're considered friends. Seeing you in this state, if I hadn't known, that's one thing. But now that I see, this matter can't be left like this."
Julius Reed patted Miguel Abbott's shoulder, a smile of reunion on his face, "Do you know that guy's address?"
