"Hahaha, looks like you've spent a lot of effort digging into me."
Rasco Shaw didn't feel the slightest shame; on the contrary, he was proud of it and burst out laughing.
"Governor Shaw, if you're just here to show off these tricks of yours, there's no need. I, Dirk Carter, have been mentally prepared for a long time. If you don't manage to kill me today, I will definitely strike back."
With that.
Dirk Carter stood up.
Rasco Shaw waved at him again and said, "Dirk, don't be in such a hurry. You're not like your father. Your father had a very steady temperament—his face was calm even when he died…"
What did that mean?
A naked provocation?
Dirk Carter's blood surged.
He wished he could kill Rasco Shaw right now.
But Dirk knew this was the crudest and most useless way.
Letting himself carry a criminal charge because of someone like Rasco Shaw really wasn't worth it.
"Judging from your eyes, you're thinking about strangling me."
Rasco Shaw asked with a squinting smile.
