No matter how powerful you were and how big your personal army was, you should not fight against the authority.
No matter how powerful Treyton was or how unscrupulous the hotel was, it amounted to nothing at all to Eric. In front of so many police officers with firearms, his lousy guns were not worth mentioning at all. If they really fought, they would be killed instantly.
Treyton gulped. He forced a smile and said, “Oh my, it’s Mr. Wood. What brought you here? Someone, take Mr. Wood to the room for him to rest.”
Swish! Swish!
Before Treyton’s subordinates approached, those guns were aimed at Treyton’s head. He was so frightened that he did not dare to move.
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