'Damn it, this guy is just too much!' he roared inwardly.

Harlow was fuming with anger, unable to tolerate the disrespect any longer. He reached for his gun, ready to act.

Trevier quickly held him back. They hadn't figured out the intentions of the people facing them yet, and it wasn't the right moment to make a move.

Raising his voice, Trevier called out, "Did you come all the way to Boren Gang just to flap your gums? That's pretty boring. Don't you think?"

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