"Why are you here, Allen? I see you already paid a visit to the old man." Maverick stated.
Allen smirked at him before he walked up to where Maverick was standing.
"Aren’t you supposed to be twenty-two in number, excluding you. Where are the other sixteen guys?" Allen asked.
“Why don’t you check it out for yourself. Why do you have to ask me this? Last I checked, our numbers have nothing to do with you." Maverick retorted back at him.
"Are you sure about your number having nothing to do with me? Because I need to know how I’m going to divide you guys into different police stations since I’m going to disorganize this group. You should know this." Allen said to him with a serious tone.
Maverick scoffed. "Allen, you're crossing the line. The fact that I allowed you to beat my boy doesn't
