"You finally showed up."

Yale Quill squinted his eyes, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him and said.

The middle-aged man chuckled coldly and said, "Even Old Qin came out, if I still don't show up, wouldn't it be unreasonable?"

"Seeing Penn Dalton and his crew, I was wondering if just with them, Benson Caldwell dared to expand so much? Unexpectedly, you were backing them up from above, so it's not that strange after all."

Yale Quill said.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "Alright, let's skip the nonsense. Things have escalated to this point, there's surely no way to settle it nicely. So, have you made your choice?"

Yale Quill turned and glanced at Dirk Carter.

He asked, "Dirk, what are you planning to do?"

Dirk Carter pressed his lips and firmly said, "I have only one condition, Benson Caldwell and all the people behind him must be brought to justice."

Upon hearing this.

The middle-aged man's face turned dark; he spread his hands and said, "So there's nothing to discuss then?"

Yale Quill smiled and said, "The newer wave of the Yangtze River pushes the older one, doesn't it? Since Dirk has said he wants you all to be brought to justice, I'm already old, I can't possibly fall behind even a young lad, Old Ning, what do you think?"

Gage Nolan laughed heartily.

He said, "Old Qin is right, at this age, we can't possibly be outdone by a young lad, can we?"

Two giants in politics and the military have both stated their firm support for Dirk Carter.

The middle-aged man then looked towards Barron Zechariah and asked, "Mr. Zechariah, you're a businessman, wouldn't it be foolish for a businessman to make such a choice? It's more loss than gain, after all."

Barron Zechariah smiled slightly.

He said, "I am a businessman, but I'm also a Representative of the National People's Congress, am I not? I have the power to oversee, and if these two elders dare to stand out, what is there for me to fear?"

It seems.

The negotiation finally broke down.

The middle-aged man was not alarmed though.

He nodded and said, "Alright then, I respect everyone's choice."

After saying this.

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "Add three more names on the wanted list: Yale Quill, Elaine Nolan, Barron Zechariah."

After reciting these three names.

He took the walkie-talkie from Ethan Young, his eyes locking on Dirk Carter and the others, he shouted into the walkie-talkie, "I'm Fraser Grant, Deputy Minister of Public Security. I order, those resisting on the wanted list are to be terminated according to regulations."

This guy truly has a ruthless heart.

He doesn't just intend to silence them.

He plans to have all a dozen or so people present killed.

Including big shots like Yale Quill.

It's obvious, even before he came, Fraser Grant had prepared for the worst-case scenario in his heart.

Most of the people present are police officers, they are all his subordinates, he has the power to cover up everything.

How this matter will be portrayed in the end, won't it be up to him to decide?

The police's guns were raised once again.

It seemed a "massacre" was imminent.

In the nick of time.

There came suddenly countless voices shouting, "Put down your weapons, do not move."

At the entrance of Clearspring Resort.

Countless armed police officers swarmed in, quickly surrounding the police forces at the fastest speed.

Not only in the yard.

But also in the mountains and forests.

A large number of armed police officers could be seen, already controlling the situation with the snipers.

Then.

Another team of people marched in through the gate in majestic array.

Leading them was none other than Hawthorne Sinclair, the newly-appointed Governor of Serenity State.

Behind Hawthorne Sinclair were Deputy Secretary of the State Committee Charleston Thorne, Ardmore City's Secretary of the Municipal Committee Conway Sawyer, and Mayor Chadric Gates among others.

The display was magnitudes bigger than Penn Dalton's.

In the blink of an eye.

Seeing the situation has been exposed, the situation irrecoverable, in that moment, Fraser Grant suddenly drew a pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger at Benson Caldwell in the crowd.

Just as he moved.

Dirk Carter noticed this detail.

Quickly yanked Benson Caldwell.

As Benson Caldwell went down, the gun fired, a bullet whistled into Dirk Carter's shoulder blade with a puff, blood spraying everywhere, and Dirk fell to the ground as well.

The scene turned into chaos.

Amidst Hawthorne Sinclair's panic, he angrily shouted, "Take him down!"

The armed police officers quickly moved in, forcibly taking the gun from Fraser Grant's hand, pressing him to the ground.

Everyone else present, including Penn Dalton, Curtis Walsh, and others, were quickly controlled by the armed police.

"Dirk, are you alright? Are you alright?"

At the moment Dirk Carter fell to the ground.

All the women clamored frantically, crowding around him in a panic.

Dirk Carter's shoulder was already bright red.

He could only see countless heads swaying but couldn't make them out clearly.

Excruciating pain surged in.

Everything went black before his eyes.

He passed out.

...

Unaware of how long he slept.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a pristine white ceiling.

Needless to say, he was lying on a hospital bed.

"You're awake?"

It was Delilah Goodman's joyful voice.

Dirk Carter looked to the side, seeing Delilah Goodman with an exhausted face looking at him excitedly, her cheeks still bearing traces of tears.

He tried to sit up.

The pain in his shoulder suddenly intensified, cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead, and he fell back onto the bed.

"Don't move around, you just had surgery recently, the bullet was removed, but as they say, a hundred days to heal bones and sinews, so you must rest properly these days."

Delilah Goodman hastily came over, supporting him, and said with distress.

"How long… how long was I asleep?"

Dirk Carter asked weakly.

Delilah Goodman counted on her fingers and said, "From yesterday to today, just a day and a night."

"Then… what about them… how are they doing?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Delilah Goodman said, "Let's talk about Benson Caldwell first, the General Administration of Customs has ordered an investigation into the smuggling case of Aether Group, the inspection team from the General Administration of Customs has already stationed in various parts of Serenity today, Aether Group along with Benson Caldwell and all his backers have been completely caught."

"What about… the others?"

No need to say it, Dirk Carter was asking about his gang of female comrades.

Delilah Goodman reassured, "Rest assured, they're all fine, those dismissal orders and wanted orders issued by that group have all been nullified, meaning everyone is back to normal, but they won't be able to see you in the upcoming days, the inspection team has called them to assist in the investigation."

This response.

Made Dirk Carter breathe a sigh of relief.

His body relaxed considerably.

Thankfully, aside from himself being injured, none of those who helped him were affected, this was the best outcome possible.

Seeing Delilah Goodman's eyes moisten again.

Dirk Carter asked, "I'm alright, why are you crying?"

Delilah Goodman wiped away her tears and said, "Seeing you injured so badly, and I couldn't help at all, it pains me."

Dirk Carter smiled.

Reaching out with his right hand, he wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.

He said, "Who says you couldn't help? Look, now that I'm injured, only you can take care of me…"

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