From one of the vehicles at the back, a rocket launcher was even brought out, causing Jeremy’s eyelids to twitch nervously.
Without hesitation, Jeremy raised both hands high above his head, nodding and bowing toward the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz not far away.
The Mercedes-Benz, larger and more robust than a standard vehicle, loomed like a fierce beast.
"Don’t shoot! Don’t be rash! Can I speak with Mr. Joaquin? I’m here as a messenger for Young Master Reynolds. Let’s talk this out. Fighting only means casualties among our own brothers, doesn’t it?"
Jeremy quickly shifted into a state of diplomacy. Although his legs trembled incessantly, his mouth worked smoothly, spewing out words rapidly.
Facing Joaquin, especially when Joaquin hadn’t yet stepped out of the car, didn’t evoke as much f
