Chapter 132 Like A Mouse Seeing A Cat

• Hearing that, Trevor’s heart sank to rock bottom. He did know a few gangsters on the street, and from them he’d heard that Stan was the biggest thug boss in the Northern District—no one dared mess with him. If this green-haired punk really worked for Stan, then getting revenge would have to wait ten years. But then he thought, maybe Green Hair didn’t actually know Stan and was just dropping his name to scare him.
• Of course, after getting jumped by Green Hair and his crew, there was no way Trevor could just swallow that anger. He’d thought about calling the cops, but they hadn’t gone too hard on him, he wasn’t injured, and guys like Green Hair were slick. Even if the police showed up, it wouldn’t help—he’d only embarrass himself more.
• “Let’s go!”