Chapter 143

Boris walked in from the outside with three of his friends.

Eric was still wailing on the ground. Now, both of his hands were fractured and he was in so much pain that he was crying. Since his wails were too loud, he could hardly hear Boris’ voice.

Eric’s men around him lowered their heads consciously. They did not expect Boris to show up here suddenly.

Who was Boris Flemming?

He was the number one tyrant in Goat City!

His nickname was Lord Flemming.

Someone like Eric was not even worthy of kissing Boris’ shoes, let alone his men.

If someone offended Boris in Goat City, people would not even know how they ended up dying.

“You must be Mr. Lidell,” Boris bowed slightly and asked David.

“I am, are you Boris Flemming?” David asked.

Since everyone would use their real names in the SCC group chat, so he saw Boris’ name when he sent him the private message.

He lifted his head to size up Boris. Boris was in his forties and he carried himself with an oppressive dignity, so his status