Chapter - 173
As Rick made his way out of the interrogation room, his mind still reeling from the tense encounter, he accidentally collided with a man dressed in sharp black suits.
"Ouch..." Rick muttered, rubbing his shoulder as he tried to regain his balance. He collided with a man.
But Rick was quick to grab the man, preventing him from taking a tumble to the ground. Despite the pain throbbing through his body from the earlier altercation, Rick stood tall, his pride refusing to waver.
With scars crisscrossing his body, oozing blood and dirt, Rick's toughness was undeniable. He wore his battle wounds like badges of honor, each one a testament to his resilience.
"Hope you're not too banged up," Rick quipped, attempting to lighten the mood with a hint of bravado. "My college buddies used to joke that I'm made of rocks. Guess they weren't wrong, huh?" He flashed a crooked grin, determined to show his strength even in the face of adversity.
