"Is the situation clear?"
Hudson asked, gritting his teeth as his face turned ugly, "What the hell were they trying to do when they ran into the Moore Group? Are they trying to block our partnership with the Moore Group?"
"No."
The driver shook his head and said, "I heard the runaways say Dylan Moore and Isaac Morre offended them. They're here to go after Dylan and Isaac."
"Go after them?"
Hudson snorted, "Then why didn't they let my dad out?"
"It's…"
The driver grimaced and he speechless.
Soon the two of them were outside the gates of the Moore Group. As the driver had said, a dozen guards were guarding the gate. Hudson approached, but one of the security guards put his hand out to stop him, "Who are you? Get away from here!"
"I'm Hudson Scott from the Scott Family on the south side of town, and my dad is negotiating with Mr. Moore…"
Hudson kept walking.
"The Scott Family on the south side of town?"
The guard paused, then shook his head, "No one can go in without orders from the boss, so if you have a problem, just wait outside."
"Damn it!"
Hudson strode over to the security guard and his pent-up anger exploded. With a low cursing, he lifted his leg and kicked the guard hard in the stomach.
Bam!
This kick was so suddenly that the security guard was not prepared. He bowled like a shrimp and flew backwards.
He flew more than two meters!
Hudson, after all, was the vice president of the Hilshire City Martial Arts Association, and he could beat ten with one. He didn't give a shit about a few security guards.
On the south side of town, he was used to being arrogant.
That was why the driver called him over in the first place.
"Good boy!"
"Come on, surround him!"
Startled, the rest of the security guards swarmed around Hudson and the driver.
Hudson, undaunted, was about to fight with them.
Just then, there was a jumble of footsteps.
"Stop it, everybody!"
The next moment, a group of uniformed police rushed in and formed a circle around the guards. Moreover, each of them had a pistol in their hands, black muzzle pointed at the guards.
The security guards immediately panicked.
They came along with Aiden Roberts and others, just trying to play the bully. Who'd have thought they'd accidentally run into the guns?
And a real muzzle, the kind that killed people!
"Hands on head! Squat down!"
One of the policemen gave a cold shout. The guards looked at each other, hesitated a little, and squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms."
Carter Moore and Luke Young followed.
"Arrest them all!"
Carter Moore, still angry, raised his crutch and whacked one of the guards on the back, saying, "Don't you know who owns this place? If you fuck up the Moore Group, none of you are leaving today!"
The guard took the beating but was silent.
Instead, the security guard who was just kicked by Hudson stood up slowly, holding his stomach and laughing, "Mr. Young, you are just in time. Our boss is waiting for you in the president's office."
"Me?"
Luke Young frowned.
The guard nodded and said, "We could have left early, but we didn't, because our boss wanted to say something to Mr. Young in person."
Luke Young turned to Carter Moore.
"Let's go to the CEO's office. I want to see what they're up to!"
Carter Moore had a harsh look between his eyebrows. His words were hard, but he had a sneaking feeling that something was wrong. Like the security guard said, they could have gone, but they didn't.
They were not afraid.
So, on whose behalf did they dare to wait for the police when they were in trouble?
If Luke Young didn't make it, then…
"I'll go with you."
Hudson and the driver followed, concerned for Connor Scott's safety and curious about Aiden Roberts and his crew's intentions.
Now, in the president's office.
Dylan and Isaac were sprawling on the cold floor like dead dogs, beaten and bruised.
Thomas Backer was sitting in a swivel chair at his desk.
Cameron Brown and Connor Scott were sitting on the couch next to each other. Connor Scott's back was soaked in cold sweat from watching Dylan and Isaac get beaten up. He was on pins and needles.
Aiden Roberts stood at the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the outside of the building. He smiled suddenly and looked back. "Coming."
Five minutes later.
Suddenly the office door was opened and Carter Moore and Luke Young walked in.
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
Dylan and Isaac spoke at the same time, tears streaming down their cheeks.
"What are you…"
Carter Moore took one look at Dylan and Isaac, and he was stunned, like he was struck by lightning. His heart shook violently and his brain became dizzy. If Luke Young had not caught him, he almost fell over.
A moment of shock and then fury!
"Bastard!"
Carter Moore's jaw quivered as his grim gaze swept across Aiden Roberts and others, "You animals! How dare you! You came to the Moore Group to make a scene, and you hit my men! I, I…"
"Luke!"
Furious, Carter Moore grabbed Luke Young's arm and gritted his teeth, "What are you doing? Get your men in here! Hit them! Hit them hard! Beat them until they beg for mercy on their knees, then arrest them in the police station, bring them to justice!"
If it weren't for his age and inability to move, Carter Moore would have wanted to get his hands dirty.
"But…"
Luke Young hesitated. He looked at Aiden Roberts and asked, "Mr. Roberts, since you were here specifically waiting for me, don't you owe me an explanation?"
Carter Moore was smart, but Luke Young was not stupid.
They both had the same anxiety in their minds. What did Aiden Roberts and others rely on?
Luke Young certainly wasn't going to make an arrest on the spur of the moment until he figured it out. What if he made a mistake?
Everyone had his own agenda.
Everyone had to look out for themselves.
Even if Carter Moore had been kind to Luke Young, it wouldn't have been enough for him to take such a risk.
"Yes, of course."
Aiden Roberts smiled, pulled out his cell phone, clicked it casually on the screen, and then tossed it to Luke Young, "This is my explanation to you, Mr. Young, I think you will be very satisfied."
Luke Young reached out and grabbed the phone in his hand. He looked down and saw that the phone was engaged in a conversation, and a man's name appeared on the screen.
Charles Campbell!
Luke Young's pupils shrank and his face changed instantly.