The Supreme Harvey York

Chapter 3058 The Rolls Royce was torn apart in a matter of minutes.
The excited looks on the inspectors‘ faces turned into utter horror.
The leading inspector then came back soon after.
“Young Master Evans, we... We didn‘t find anything!”
Murphy‘s face changed before he yelled, “Impossible !”
He rushed forward and grabbed Harvey‘s calligraphy painting After scrounging around for a while, Murphy screamed at Harvey
with all his might, “Where‘s the sword?!”
“Where is it?!”
“We can‘t lose it like this!”
The Head Coach‘s sword was just too important . There were still other uses to it after Murphy was done framing Harvey with it.
If the sword was lost, Murphy wouldn‘t be able to pay it off even with his life.
“I told you. I know nothing about the sword, nor am I interested in it.”
“Do you really think I‘m hiding it with the calligraphy
painting? What kind of joke are you trying to make here? Huh?”
Harvey stared at Murphy, poker–faced. “I bought this at the antique store this morning. Do you think they‘re just going to give the
sword to me as a freebie?”
“Right. Since you‘ve already torn up my car, and you couldn‘t find anything here...”
“Aren‘t you supposed to give me a fair statement now?”
Fabian was confused. Then, he recalled the dust Harvey threw out the car window earlier. Shock colored his face.
An impossible thought came to his mind.
“You b*stard!”

“You stole the Head Coach‘s sword!”
“And now you want me to give you a fair statement ?!” Murphy screamed in anger. His face had lost all color. “Give it back right
now!” “I won‘t let you go if you don‘t!”
Murphy clearly remembered having the sword moments ago. He only brought it out to cooperate with Vince‘s plan. Elijah was
sure he had successfully snuck the sword with the calligraphy painting, but it was nowhere to be found.
Murphy had been waiting so long for a chance to take his
revenge...
He couldn‘t accept that he didn‘t gain anything out of the situation, nor was he able to accept the outcome.
He wouldn‘t be able to pay off the sword if it was actually lost...
“Give the sword back right now!”
Murphy had lost control. He grabbed an inspector‘s firearm before pointing it right on Harvey‘s head. “Give it back!”
“I‘ll shoot you if you don‘t!”
Crack!
Before anyone could come to their senses, Harvey stretched out his hand and casually grabbed Murphy‘s arm.
In just a single moment, Murphy‘s arm was snapped in half.
“Aaaaaaagh!” Wails of pain could be heard. Murphy trembled uncontrollably before rolling on the ground.
Everyone was shocked to see what happened. Nobody expected Harvey to just Murphy‘s arm without any hesitation.
The guards of the Yorks of Hong Kong hesitated for a bit. They wanted to step in, but they were all told off by Fabian.
“Let‘s go.”
Harvey ignored everyone‘s gaze and told the driver to put away the calligraphy painting before making his way toward the York
Manor.

The inspectors who were blocking the path were shoved aside. They stared at Harvey dumbly, at a complete loss.
In just a span of one hour, two big incidents had already happened. Slapping Elijah‘s face and breaking Murphy‘s arm would be
considered extremely arrogant behavior to disrespect the Yorks of Hong Kong. Nobody dared to do something like that in both
Hong Kong and Las Vegas even since the old days.