In less than a minute, the gangsters ended up on the ground.

Several of them had their limbs broken, and they now looked at Harvey in utter fear.

They tormented the weak and feared the strong. They dared not muster even the slightest hate against people like Harvey, even if he knocked into them.

“Keep watch of my car. If I see even a scratch on it, you’re all going to die.” Harvey warned. He then headed toward the area around the factory.

…

Harvey stepped into the factory’s warehouse, his