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"Yes, Sir," at Jordan's order, Deathpool responds and immediately darts to Luca.

"Don't you dare lay a finger on me! Keep your hands off! Get away from me! Don't dare touch me! Don't dare!" As he is being dragged, Luca yells frantically, struggling with Deathpool, but his struggles are futile as Deathpool doesn't budge until he brings him before Jordan and kicks him to his knees.

"Ah!" Luca cries out as his legs hit the floor, his face flushing in embarrassment. He is the Mafia boss's brother no matter what yet Jordan allowed that punk to kick him to his knees. He is raging hot.

"Punk, don't dare think of doing anything rash! If you dare hurt me, my brother would never let you off!" He bellows at Jordan.

"Is that so?" Jordan scoffs, his response dripping with sarcasm. "In that case, why not you call up your brother? I want to see just what he can do to me!"

"Jordan, hold on, his brother is the Mafia boss, do you really want him to call him?" Daisy asks, her brows furrowed.

"Yes, let hi
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