"Dad, what's going on? Have we won?"
As soon as booth truffle went out, Williams drew, who had been waiting for him for a long time, met him.
Win?
Win a fart!
Williams drew doesn't talk. That's fine.
This sudden remark almost didn't piss boo Doo to death.
If, if, in the first place, Williams drew didn't talk nonsense at the scene of the trial.
They may have won by now.
But he gave birth to such a brainless son as Williams drew.
He was so stupid.
Booth drew even doubted whether Williams drew was his own son.
"Win? Win a fart Boos doodle snapped.
Didn't win?
That's losing?
Williams drew's face darkened.
He turned his eyes and looked at Ginsberg sharply: "Ginsberg, what do you eat? We're paying a lot of money to invite you here to win, not to lose. "
"Do you believe I'll let you go now?"
Ginsberg:! @#¥%……”
Sure enough, I'm not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs.
If, if not because he had signed the contract, Ginsberg would have given up now.
As America's top lawyer, he has no shortage of cases.
To put it bluntly, there are dozens of valuable cases waiting for him to take over every day.
Even though he left the truu family, he was still able to live well.
"Ha ha, I'm not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs." Ginsberg said it without salt.
Williams Drew:???
What is Ginsberg talking about?
Pig like teammates?
Who is this talking about?
"Who are you talking about?" Williams drew snapped.
"You know it yourself."
"Damn it, Ginsberg, do you think I really dare not let you go!"
At Ginsberg's words, Williams drew was furious.
He's the employer. He's God.
Williams drew couldn't bear to compare Ginsberg to a pig.
"Yes, of course you can. I want to go now, to say the least."
"Go away! You give it to me and get out now
"Pa!"
Just then, a loud slap came into his ears.
Then there was a burning tingle in his face.
Obviously, he was slapped.
And the one who slapped him was no one else. It was his real father, booth drew.
"Dad..."
"You hit me?"
Williams drew was stunned on the spot.
It never occurred to him that booth drew would want to do it!
And I slapped him in front of an outsider.
"Not only will I beat you, I will kill you!" As he spoke, booth drew slapped Williams drew in the face again.
"Pa ~"
the loud clapping sound sounded again.
At this moment, all the media reporters around him went crazy.
What's the situation? This is?
Booth drew slapped Williams drew in front of them.
Which one is this?
Father and son?
Is it possible that Williams drew is not booth drew's own son?
For a moment, they smelled a strong smell of gossip.
"Dad, you..." Williams drew put his right hand over his cheek, and his eyes were fixed on booth drew. His eyes were already full of tears.