Chapter 3897: Dr. Leach's Plot

"You... you have a lot of nerve! How dare you?" The balding man snapped back to his senses, jabbing his cigar-holding finger at Michael Leach, both shocked and furious.

His bodyguards immediately pulled out their guns and aimed them at Michael, ready to shoot the moment he gave the order.

"I suggest you don't do that. Otherwise, you'll end up just like him," Michael said calmly.

"You killed my guy on my turf and still expect me to let you walk?" the balding man growled through...