"The virus I set up has been removed. Beau should be done with the investigation."
Gellert calmed down. Regardless of how Andrew looked at him, he asked the driver coldly, "How long will it take?"
The driver was drenched in a cold sweat. He could not bear the pressure from Gellert and replied, "We... we're almost there."
As they were talking, the car turned and the entrance of the stadium appeared in front of them.
There were still many fans who failed to enter waiting at the entrance. Not far away, there were security guards guarding the entrance, stopping people from entering.
Gellert could guarantee that as long as he got out of the car, the security guards would quickly gather people to stop him outside the door.
Therefore, Gellert said, "Crash through."
"Mr... Mr. Brown."
"I asked you to crash through."
Gellert's eyes were full of madness and gloomy hatred.
