"Oh, using a knife, huh?"
Lin Fan watched the cold blades flicker under the night light but laughed coldly.
"In this day and age, no matter how fast your knives are, can they outrun a bullet?"
"So, you have a gun?"
Huo Ben glared at Lin Fan fiercely with his teeth clenched, holding his face.
"Of course, I don't have one, but luckily I'm the County Magistrate."
Lin Fan, with his hands in his pockets, coldly stared at Huo Ben and said, "Do you know what a County Magistrate is? It's a public official. You better remember your place. You're just a lowly dog. Without your master's orders, can you even touch me?"
"What do you think?"
The previous confrontation was just a verbal provocation, but this time the opponent had gotten physical.
This filled Huo Ben's eyes with blood. Across Red Flag County, who would dare treat him like this?
