"No, this matter has nothing to do with you. I can just go there by myself. Don't worry, I can handle it. Help me take care of Orissa." Simon patted Chekwen on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Simon walked toward the crowd with squinted eyes, looking around, and saw Lawn Jenkins on the second floor, who was holding on to the railing and looking at him with a smile.

He walked up to the second floor.

The second generation on the second floor looked at Simon frequently. He ignored this group of people and walked straight towards Lawn Jenkins.

"Please give way." Simon said to the second generation next to Lawn Jenkins.

The second generation looked down upon him, so Simon directly took action and pulled him away.

This second generation had a bad temper and was about to pull Simon away. But Simon's look frightened him.

"Haier, you have nothing to do here, go play somewhere else first." Lawn Jenkins said with a smile.

The second generation agreed and quickly turned around and left.

"Would you like to go up and take a look?" Hardy looked up from a corner on the first floor and saw Simon and Lawn Jenkins. A second-generation man next to him said.

Hardy laughed and said: "No need, let him bear the consequences of what happened to Launre."

"Laun will bear the consequences? Shouldn't we worry about Simon?" The second generation was a little confused.

Hardy shrugged: "Yeah, maybe, who knows."

"Would you like a drink, Mr. Simon?" Lawn Jenkins said with a smile.

Simon didn't answer him. He lay on the railing and looked at the crowd below who were watching and talking about Orissa. He said calmly: "Laun Jenkins, you did something stupid, do you know that?"

"Oh?!" Lawn Jenkins squinted his eyes and chuckled: "How come I don't know what stupid thing I did."

"Don't say you don't know what happened in the backyard, they have already betrayed you."

Lawn Jenkins frowned, then smiled and said: "Why don't I know what you are talking about?"

"Is it fun to pretend to be confused?"

"It's boring. I really don't know. Mr. Simon, could you please explain it clearly?"

"Hehehehe, you are such a coward. After all, the Jenkins family is also a family of members, but there is a kind of coward." Simon said sarcastically.

Lawn Jenkins' smiling face quickly turned gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Simon, are you really insulting me?"

"Ah, you heard it." Simon looked at him in surprise, and then said seriously: "Yes, I am insulting you."

Lawn Jenkins was so livid that he was almost dripping with water: "Insult me? Insult a nobleman, insult a congressman's son, you are so bold. Do you think you can be unscrupulous just because you are a magic doctor?"

Simon laughed: "Press me with your dad? Hahaha, it's really pathetic."

"Pathetic?! Hahaha, it's really a word that makes people laugh. I have a good father, why don't I use my father's power. Simon Gust, this is the difference between you and me, you'd better recognize it clearly

Come on, don’t think that you are a magic doctor. A magic doctor with great potential that everyone praises can be arrogant in front of me, but you are not qualified yet." Lawn Jenkins laughed and taunted Simon.

"Whether you are qualified or not is not up to you. If you want to use your father's power to suppress me, come and try." Simon replied with a smile.

Lawn Jenkins squinted his eyes, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. You're too weak to scare me." Simon sneered.

"Now I'm just giving you a warning, put away your little tricks, and if you dare to mess with me again, I guarantee that you will be left with nothing to eat."

"Threaten me again."

"Yes, I'm clearly threatening you. If you want to touch me, I'll wait for you." Simon glanced at him coldly, turned around and took a step, then stopped and looked back at Lawn Jenkins with squinted eyes: "But

I advise you not to touch it. After all, if you offend the Jenkins family for your sake, I will be in trouble. But if you insist on touching me, I will satisfy you. Although the Jenkins family is in trouble, it is just a little trouble.

.”

After saying this, Simon left directly.

Lawn Jenkins' face was gloomy and scary. He looked at Simon's back, his expression twisted, and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Under the strong stimulation of alcohol, Lawn Jenkins regained his composure, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "It's really

Arrogant people, I like to trample people like you under my feet. Since you have said such big words, you must not fall down so easily."

The war between Lawn Jenkins and Simon is officially on.

What Simon hates most is trouble. Some troubles can be avoided, but some troubles he must solve.

If Lawn Jenkins knew what was going on, he would just let it go. Simon looked back at the Jenkins family and endured it.

But if Lawn Jenkins does not know what is good, Simon will definitely teach him a profound lesson, maybe even a lesson of death.

It can be seen from Simon's final conversation with Lawn Jenkins that Simon does not care too much about or is afraid of the Jenkins family.

You can say he is arrogant, but you cannot deny that he has such strength and potential.

"Is it done?" Chekwin asked immediately when he saw Simon coming back.

"I don't know if it's done or not, but I warned him. But he seems to be quite unconvinced." Simon said calmly.

"That's for sure. That guy is so arrogant. How could he take your warning to heart?"

"It's up to him whether he takes it seriously or not, but if he still dares to cause trouble later, I will teach him a profound social lesson." Simon said calmly.

"Social studies class? Don't act nonsense, kid. Although that guy is disgusting, he is the Jenkins family after all." Chikwen was worried that Simon would do something stupid.

"Don't worry, I will be measured."

"You have such a sense of propriety, I'm worried that you will be fucked by him."

"You have so little confidence in me."

"No." Chekwen looked serious and said directly.

Simon rolled his eyes and gave him a slap.

At this time, Jonathan Mercado came over and said, "Simon, can you take a step to speak."

Simon and Jonathan Mercado walked aside, and Jonathan Mercado apologized: "I'm sorry about Orissa."

"This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Murdoch."

"Do you know who did it?"

"knew."

"Any ideas?"

"I don't have any ideas. Since I brought Orisa here, I won't care about other people's opinions. People live for themselves in this life. If you live based on other people's faces, wouldn't it be too tiring to live?"

Mercado laughed and said with satisfaction: "It's really rare that you can be in such a state of mind at such a young age."

"Mr. Murdoch deserves the award."
Chapter completed!