Avel was thrown off a few steps backward. He stared at Harvey in shock.

Everyone else was a little bit startled. However, it wasn’t because they thought Harvey was skillful. Instead, they were shocked as to how someone could be so stupid.

Brock, Stacy, and everyone present turned pale with fright and kept backing away.

Only Mandy, despite looking as white as a sheet, stood beside Harvey.

His two slaps had eliminated any possibilities of reconciliation between the two sides.

Even ordinary people couldn’t afford to bear this disgrace, for fear that they would be rendered completely furious. This was especially so for the young master from the streets, Avel Naiswell.

Harvey was finished. He was dead meat!

It took a long time for Avel to react. He touched his face once more, and shot Harvey a livid grin. “Brat, how dare you slap me again?”

“So what?”

“How about another slap?”

Harvey was indifferent. He then gave Avel another slap in the face.

Slap!

Such a clear sound! This slap