Harvey York’s Rise to Power
Chapter 5437

Chapter 5437

“Are you scared now, Harvey?

Westley Wright looked quite proud when he saw Harvey York frown.

“Lettell you something! I think I've lowered my standards by fighting a small person like you...

“If not for that, you would have died by now!

“Break your legs, or I'll have my men break them for you! Choose yourself!”

"Sorry, but I still have a lot of work to do with my legs," Harvey answered quickly.

“I won't choose any of your choices.”

Westley chuckled.

“You have no right to decide!”

Harvey smiled at Westley.

“But I have the right.”

"Con! Tellwhat gives you the right to do that!” exclaimed Westley in a grim tone.

"Lethear!"

Harvey narrowed his eyes.

“I know that you injected yourself with American strength-enhancing drugs to improve your martial arts abilities.

“You do seem to be getting stronger, but I suspect they left something else in the drug to get you addicted.

“You have to be injected with the drug every month.

“Otherwise, you will suffer excruciating pain while your strength slowly weakens.

“You look like a scion of the high and mighty Wright family, but you are nothing to the American people.

“A young master from one of the ten great families, but no different from a dog to Americans.

“Does Big Boss know about this?”

Westley's expression immediately darkened. He didn't expect Harvey to know about this.

He learned about genetics while studying at the Thornhill Institute in America.

To improve his martial arts abilities, he injects himself with a drug that must be injected every month.

America did not cut off its supplies. They also looked polite in front of Westley, but he always felt angry with

sof the things he was ordered to do.

He had thought: if this was revealed to the public, he would die in a horrible way.

But he didn't think Harvey could reveal such a big secret without a lot of effort.

Westley wasn't sure.

The beautiful women looked at each other. They felt listless, thinking that Harvey's words were too fictional.

Westley sat up straight before meeting Harvey's eyes sharply.

"Who said it?" he asked after a while.

Harvey just shrugged.

“Why do I need someone else to say it?

“I can tell at a glance.

“I think Emery is the one you are addicted to...

“But after seeing the genetically enhanced soldiers, I immediately understood.

“By the way, you are also quite stupid.

“American genetically enhanced soldiers are all elites selected from within the military.

“Real nobles wouldn't inject something like this into their bodies.

“You cfrom the mighty Wright family, yet you still do something like this. Should I call you brave or stupid?”

Westley didn't answer the question as he took a deep breath.

“People who know this can only experience one fate...

"Death!"

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