The Supreme Harvey York

Chapter 3228 Harvey smiled faintly when he saw August show up. “That‘s a little lame, don‘t you think?”
“You‘re not getting your thirteenth young master out to play on such a grand occasion?”
“Is he going to make his scapegoat show up instead?”
“Don‘t you think that‘s a little lame?”
“The thirteenth young master? Lame?”
August‘s expression changed instantly after hearing Harvey‘s words.
“You‘re the murderer here , Harvey! We‘re only here to bring justice, yet you‘re still trying to drag the thirteenth young master
under the bus!” “You‘re sick!”
“These families, this crowd, and the journalists have eyes!”
“You can‘t fool any of us!”
August briefly explained his “experience” and played the footage to everyone present.
The journalists were ecstatic to see the events unfold.
At this point, this incident would surely become the next big news the day after.
“Are you willing to listen to the victim‘s family, Mr. York?” the journalists exclaimed.
“You should at least explain yourself, right?”
The disciples of Longmen‘s Law Enforcement and the Hatchet Gang frowned after hearing those words, looking as if they had
met their mortal enemy.
After all, they were in the same boat as Harvey.
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If Harvey was actually charged as a murderer, the rest of them would probably suffer a similar fate.
Ezra‘s family naturally had Joseph‘s help.

Since they had shown up, they were naturally prepared to go against Harvey.
“They want to speak up?”
Harvey smiled upon seeing how much they tried to stop things from going his way. “Fine,” he said calmly.
“I‘m a man with integrity. I‘m not scared of people slandering me for things I didn‘t do.”
A lot of people shook their heads, thinking that Harvey was getting a little too cocky.
Ezra‘s family rushed forward with black and white pictures in their hands.
August stayed behind and waved his hand. Then, someone brought him a chair.
He sat down comfortably and smoked a cigar. His face was smug.
He blew a puff of smoke and exclaimed, “Listen up, everyone! Tell us everything you know!”
“I believe that the police will give us justice, now that there are so many people here!”
“Hello, everyone. I‘m Mr. Ezra Bauer‘s grandson...”
A rascally–looking young man walked forward with a portrait in his hands.
“Two days ago, I went to my grandfather‘s house in the middle of the night. When I opened the door, I saw Harvey beating him
up...” “He was ruthless!”
“My grandfather‘s face was covered in blood!”
“Harvey then warned my grandfather not to go against him and left. If my grandfather retaliated, he would die a horrible death!”
“However, my grandfather said he‘d never be ordered around by some thug!”
“And so, he died the same night!”
“Harvey!!! To rise to power and control my grandfather, you‘d stop at nothing to achieve your damn goals!” the man screamed
furiously.
“You murderer! You‘ll pay for this!”

The man then rushed toward the platform. He was held back, but he still struggled as if his life depended on it. He even slammed
his head on the ground as he yelled his complaints. Blood streamed down his face while everything was happening. 11