The car headed towards Tiger Geogre's casino. After all, he would be leaving tomorrow, and out of courtesy, he should bid farewell to Tiger Geogre.
"Useless..." Big Head Geogre berated, a fierce gust of wind sweeping over with his vicious hand.
Really someone who's more of a hindrance than help.
This little incident with just an individual, if word got out, wouldn't it be laughable?
But Joshua Hughes is also too arrogant, daring to threaten him. Although he claimed it was just personal business, it was evident from his words and tone that he was dissatisfied with him.
Tiger Geogre, that old fart, must have spread a lot of bad words about him behind his back, right?
It better be as he said, just personal business. If he really dares to meddle in Las Vegas's gambling industry, then let's see if his big ship won't be capsized in the gutter.
Moreover, he wants to show Joshua Hughes whether Las Vegas is his territory.
Tiger Geogre, your days are numbered...
