Chapter 630 Tengyang’s Silas Zha

• Sure, Phillip Nelson had a hot temper and rushed into things, but that didn’t mean he was some brainless thug who only knew how to yell “kill, kill, kill.”
• More than anything, Phillip knew his longtime buddy Harvey Ferguson’s real strength. Even Harvey had taken a brutal beating under Eric Goodwell’s hands. So if Phillip charged in with his two tricks, forget avenging his brother—he’d probably end up worse than Harvey.
• Thinking that, Phillip pulled out his phone from his jacket, ready to call in a squad of bodyguards—when a deep, middle‑aged voice suddenly rolled across the entire banquet hall.