NovelStartChapter 5576 Seeing the woman being so polite, Harvey chuckled.
"You're about to die, aren't you?" he said.
Everyone froze after hearing those words.
The woman looked at Harvey, filled with disbelief.
Her guards looked as if they had met with their greatest enemy. They quickly reached for the firearms on their waists, ready to act if anything were to go wrong.
"You bastard! How dare you curse the lady like that?!" Benson yelled.
He charged forward, as if he was about to shoot Harvey in the head.
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Harvey ignored him, and glanced at the woman.
"You have a refreshing yet salty scent on you.
"That isn’t perfume, but ssort of liquid that cfrom a plant. Specifically, the Tracker Barley. A single drop will make the smell last for weeks on your body.
“Experienced hunters would be able to track you down with the smell alone.
"You people use this for hunting, right? “But in this day and age, this must be used for killing instead." Benson's face darkened instantly.
"You're just a city boy! You don’t even know what the Tracker Barley is! "Stop showing off in front of us! There's no point! “Do you even know who the lady is? She’s the Wolven Tribe's Mammoth Branch..." Benson realized something, and quickly changed the subject.
“In any case, I'll kill you if you keep yapping!" Benson fearlessly pulled out his firearm and took off the safety, about to place the barrel on Harvey's head.
"Shut up already!" Harvey couldn't be bothered to talk to Benson; he had no intention of conversing with this vulgar man.
He stomped on the ground -a loud crack formed; a | wooden chip broke off and hit Benson right on his hand.
Benson screamed in pain, dropping his firearm. Before he could react, his firearm was already in Harvey's hand.
Harvey casually turned off the safety, and aimed the barrel on Benson's head.
“I'll pull the trigger right now. Don’t believe me?” Harvey said.
Everyone was shocked.
Benson showed a horrible expression. He didn't think that Harvey would be so terrifying.
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Soon after, he revealed a stern yet admiring look.
In the Wolven Tribe, the strong were always respected. The strong would always be provided with incredible benefits.
At this very moment, Benson was starting to regret yapping in front of Harvey.
The other men instinctively stepped forward, their firearms in hand, ready to protect their mistress.
"Stand down!" the woman roared. "This was our fault from the beginning! How dare you all do this now? Are you trying to ruin our reputation?" The men hesitated before lowering their firearms.
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