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    After all, Rodney had been promoted by Samson himself. He had followed Samson from the very beginning.

    The two of them had worked together for more than ten years.

    Then the officers took in the appearance of Blood Banquet’s base. Its dazzling, gold-splashed extravagance nearly blinded them.

    And it only made their determination to wipe Blood Banquet out in one sweep burn even hotter.

    As they moved forward, they dropped whoever they encountered without hesitation. In the corridor, they ran into a patrol squad of security guards.

    The squad leader was just about to hit the alarm when a tranquilizer dart shot toward him.

    Just like that, they took down that whole security team as well.

    They had only just finished dealing with them when Samson was hit with a barrage of signals from Wang Yun.

    On the screen of the signal receiver, the flashing marker showed Wang Yun’s location.

    And the little green dot was Samson’s own position.

    Samson got his bearings, then gave Rodney a sharp wave of the hand.

    Leaving a few men behind to watch the bodyguards who had already collapsed from the tranquilizer darts, he led the rest deeper into the corridor.

    At last, Samson and his men arrived outside the private room where Wang Yun was.

    Samson shot Rodney a look. Rodney immediately stepped forward, raised the tranquilizer gun in his hands, and aimed it at the door.

    The officers behind him all lifted their own guns as well.

    The tranquilizers they carried were potent enough to knock out even an elephant.

    A human would fare far worse.

    Samson planted himself by the doorknob, then lifted his leg and drove a brutal kick straight into the lock.

    Bang!

    The crash was deafening.

    The instant he kicked the door in, Samson moved aside and pressed himself against the wall.

    They had no way of knowing whether the people inside were armed.

    At that very moment, Wang Yun was holding a pen in his hand. He had just finished writing the character Wang when the door was kicked open, and only then did the tension in his chest finally ease.

    Curt, meanwhile, stared at the police bursting through the door, his eyes dark as he swept his gaze around.

    He was trying to work out who had betrayed him.

    There was no way he would believe there had been no mole.

    He knew the police had been investigating them for a long time, but until now, they had never managed to get close.

    And this time they had been caught red-handed.

    He looked from one partner to another around the table.

    But before Curt could say anything, a tranquilizer dart flew at him.

    The others reacted at once, scrambling in all directions. Several even tried to crawl under the table.

    It was no use.

    Rodney and his men gave each of them a dart.

    One by one, they all went down.

    Only when every last one of them was lying on the floor did Samson finally let out a breath and step inside.

    He ordered Rodney and the others to separate the unconscious ringleaders and hold them individually. The rest of the staff were to be taken away as well.

    Once all that had been arranged, Samson finally came over to Wang Yun with a broad smile.

    “Brother Wang Yun, this operation succeeded thanks to you. Don’t worry. The honor and reward money I promised you will both be given, though it may take a few days.”

    Wang Yun merely waved a hand, not particularly concerned.

    “If you’d come any later, you might’ve arrested me along with them.”

    Samson scratched his head awkwardly.

    “Sorry about that, Brother Wang Yun. There were just too many people outside. It took some time getting in.”

    Wang Yun ignored the explanation.

    Thankfully, everyone had been arrested now.

    No, not everyone.

    There was still the attendant who had come to fetch him earlier.

    Curt’s son.

    He had not been in the room.

    The instant that thought struck him, Wang Yun turned urgently to Samson.

    “Samson, did you run into an unusual attendant anywhere?”

    Samson was thrown by the sudden urgency in his tone. He shook his head, not understanding what Wang Yun meant.

    “Brother Wang Yun, what are you talking about?”

    Wang Yun had no time to explain.

    “Where are the attendants you arrested?”

    Seeing that Wang Yun was genuinely anxious, Samson stopped asking questions and hurriedly brought him over to Rodney.

    “Rodney, where are all the attendants we ran into earlier?”

    Rodney looked blankly from Samson to Wang Yun, then thought for a moment before answering,

    “They should’ve already been taken upstairs by now. The men we left behind handled it.”

    The moment Wang Yun heard that, he ran for the door.

    Samson hurried after him.

    “Brother Wang Yun, what’s going on?”

    Without turning back, Wang Yun threw out the answer.

    “One of them is Curt’s son!”

    The words hit Samson like a shock.

    Curt’s son?

    The chamber chairman’s son had gotten away?

    Arresting this many chamber officials was already enough of a nightmare.

    And now one of their sons had slipped through?

    If the boy really escaped, Mu City would be turned upside down.

    The thought alone sent a chill through Samson. He quickened his pace at once and ran upstairs with Wang Yun.

    At last, the two of them reached the elevator.

    By then, Samson was already gasping for breath, while Wang Yun was only breathing a little harder than usual.

    Samson looked at him with a touch of envy and thought to himself,

    Youth really is wonderful.

    Good stamina. Good energy.

    The moment they reached the surface, the two of them hurried to where the people hit by the tranquilizer darts had been gathered.

    Then they began searching through the fallen crowd.

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