Jeremy’s answer enflamed the fire in Carter’s heart. A few seconds later, his lips pulled into a wicked smile.
“It seems that God wants the two of us to end this face to face. Okay, then we will do just that! “
Carter was about to make a move immediately after speaking. Judging from his actions, it seemed that he was carrying a gun.
“Carter, I advise you not to act rashly.“
At this moment, another voice came from the front. Fabian walked over calmly with his hands in his pockets.
When Fabian appeared, the group of people who wanted to catch Carter that day appeared behind him.
Soon after, Carter was surrounded by those people again.
“Carter, don’t try to struggle unnecessarily!“ the man holding the gun warned.
“We received the orders from the higher—ups to take you back to St. Piaf for interrogation. If you dare to resist violently, we will also take corresponding measures to deal with you. We hope you know what’s good for you now.“
“What’s good for me?“
Carter repeated these four words with a smile.
“How dare you warn me like this?“
“Carter, do you still think that you are the Viscount of St. Piaf? You’re just a fugitive who has committed a crime! “
“Heh, hehe…“
Carter laughed, wondering how he had fallen to this point.
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