Dylan smirked upon hearing Martin's words. The former exclaimed, "Come in!"

A squad of cops entered and lifted Martin's injured men off the ground. Dylan handed a stack of documents to the squad leader, saying, "These are the evidence of their crimes in Bourdamun over the years and the list of the injured. The detailed process of the incidents is all there."

Martin finally understood the true meaning of fear at that moment. "Atlas, you... Brandon, who authorized you to come here? Why didn't anyone inform me?"

"Sorry, Martin, this is an order from the people above. You have no right to question them." Brandon, the squad leader, did not even glance at Martin. "Fine. You ungrateful little-"

"Take him away!" Brandon interrupted, sensing Martin might speak further. He could not allow Martin to blabber because he knew how scary Atlas could be.

"How dare you?!" Martin roared, "My father is still in the hospital, and I must tend to him!"

"Your father is not at the hospital but at the station. You can care for him there," Brandon firmly stated.

rushed toward Brandon. "You bastard! Have you forgotten the days you curried favors with my family? My dad's a retired hero, yet you're treating

moment you planned this trap. I advise you to keep quiet." Brandon's expression turned grim as he commanded, "Take them

lost her previous arrogance. She looked at her brother and shouted, "Martin, what does this mean? Hey, what are you doing? Let

Jake!" Kimberly looked at him with frustration. However, she

who had

in

our floor to see the stunning scene. Some looked pleasantly surprised and applauded, while others

With their phones.

retreated, indicating their guilt

was finally about to undergo a drastic change. Atlas turned to me and asked,

disbelief before laughing and hugging him. "Hahaha! Am I

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