"What a joke!"
"Truly a joke!"
Anthony Carter spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and put on an irreverent look, "I didn't fucking kill them, so what the hell does it have to do with me?"
"How could such a crime be pinned on me?"
He actually harbored the intent to kill!
But he felt that killing Oliver Walker just like that would be letting him off too easily.
Moreover, could an ancient warrior with damaged internal organs kill eighteen of Carter Company's ancient warriors?
That was, without a doubt, a joke.
Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry, merely wanting to slowly and delightfully kill the man before him!
Oliver Walker's expression was icy, and he offered no reply but headed for the door while dialing a number, "Zooey, immediately organize heavy firepower, and remember, you must not let the battle at the scene spill over to innocent civilians."
"Also make sure to remember, do not involve yourselves in the grudges at play!"
