The casino owner, his subordinates, and the women in the room knelt in front of Carson. As they knelt, Carson seemed to be sitting on the sofa casually. Their eyes met, and the casino owner did not look down at all. Even so, he still did not dare to fight Carson."What should I do?" asked the casino owner.Carson looked at the man very seriously, "You're not Carl?" Carson asked again.The casino owner frowned. "What do you mean?" He asked.With those words, Carson could easily conclude. He didn't ask any further questions because there was no need at all. Carson leaned his body against the sofa and took out his cell phone. He sent a message to Darwis. After that, he returned his focus to the casino owner."I request all data regarding guests who come to this place. Not just for today, but data for the past month," Carson said in a firm tone, almost like an order that could not be denied at all.The casino owner frowned. He wanted to ask, but Carson gave him a sharp look. That made him
Jack continued to refuse to answer Carson's questions, leaving Carson with no choice but to retreat to the back. Darwis immediately nodded. He understood what Carson wanted, and he quickly gave orders to his subordinates.Darwis' subordinates nodded and took a taser. Seeing what the man was carrying, Jack turned pale. He started to get scared, his body was covered in goosebumps. It's just that he was still determined not to answer Carson's question."Do you think I'm going to say it? You're stupid if you think so," Jack said with a little confidence left.He felt that Carson was just threatening. There is no way he will electrocute himself. Even though he had been beaten by Darwis' subordinates, there should be no such thoughts in Jack's head. Unfortunately, he received too many blows until his brain was a little bit erroneous.Jack's body was electrocuted, and he screamed very loudly. It filled the room with only his voice. Fortunately, the room had been given soundproof walls. No ma
After obtaining all the necessary information, Carson and the other military members went on a search. They did it as quickly as possible in anticipation of the mafia escaping. Of course, it would be very troublesome if that happened."Are you ready?" asked Carson while wearing a bulletproof vest.This would be quite a battle because the opponents they would face were the mafia. They were not easy to beat thugs. They have access to dangerous things like the illegal arms trade. It was, therefore, dangerous not to wear a bulletproof vest."I'm always ready, sir." Darwis nodded.He was fully dressed and carried two pistols and a machine gun. The shooting was bound to happen. Their opponents were the mafia. It was impossible to use bare hands.Carson and Darwis nodded, "let's go."They took off and went to the enemy base they had been looking for. Carl was indeed a highly wanted mobster, previously defeated and caught. However, he escaped. He had also been defeated but was able to escape.
Carson, Darwis, and several other troops went downstairs. Some stood guard at the entrance to guard the place. They found an underground chamber hidden behind a stone wall. This place was invisible to ordinary people because it was deliberately hidden. As they descended further down and arrived there, a horrifying sight could be seen inside.It turned out that there were so many metal cages lined up neatly in there. Each room contained dozens of people who looked lethargic and unkempt. Their bodies were dirty and thin. They were people who were kidnapped and would be taken to other countries to be traded.Darwis sighed heavily, his eyes full of sympathy. "This... they are treated like goods. Very inhumane," he complained.Carson nodded, his face hard and stern and full of anger. "Those mobsters don't deserve to live."While walking, there was a sudden gunshot. Carson avoided the attack and hid. It turned out that the place was guarded. Carson glanced over and saw that one of his subor
Carson was sitting on the floor of her living room, smiling broadly, when she saw Charlotte happily playing with her doll. This is what Carson wanted, and of course, seeing this, he was very happy. Charlotte was seen running nimbly towards him, laughing cheerfully. Eagerly, Charlotte held out the little doll he was holding towards Carson."Daddy, let's play house, you," she invited with a smile and sparkling eyes.Carson chuckled at that, accepting the toy with a smile. "Okay, but I want to be the son. You're going to be mom," Carson said in a soft voice as he started moving towards where Charlotte was playing.Of course, Charlotte immediately nodded. "All right, I'm a mom now. Daddy, you have to do what I say," she replied cheerfully.They started playing with the playhouse. Carson wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for his son. A highly feared and respected military general playing with dolls. It was so embarrassing, it would be ridiculed by some people if he did that in public.Fo
That morning, the soft sunlight swept through the window curtains, bringing warmth into the house. Alison, who was sitting at the dining table, felt the sunshine. She also had a cup of coffee in her hand. She sipped the coffee.It was just that she suddenly remembered something. At that moment, her hands trembled slightly. Suddenly, her face was full of anxiety. Carson, who was also sitting at the dining table, frowned. He was confused by his wife's expression. Suddenly, Alison looked out the window, but her thoughts were far away. Her gaze was half empty. She spoke softly, almost like a whisper, as if her words didn't want to be heard by anyone but herself."Sometimes I feel so lucky to have you back safely, darling," Alison said her voice low and fragile sounding. She looked worried. "I'm happy you made it back safely, but... I'm still scared that you'll leave again. Going to war again. I'm afraid something bad will happen to you."Carson, who was spooning breakfast next to her, sto
Carson sat in the corner of the army truck, his body slightly lowered so as not to stand out among the people there. The thunderous roar of the engine filled Carson's ears. It competed with the rough vibrations that traveled through the truck's floor, which kept shaking. Carson was used to it, which is why she looked so relaxed and blended in perfectly.He didn't know exactly where they were going, but Carson knew where they were headed. The destination was the location of the fight that was previously broadcast on the screen. Everyone around Carson was a stranger, except for one person. Darwis, his loyal subordinate, sat a few seats away from Carson, trying to blend in. They did not greet each other so that their disguises would not be discovered.The atmosphere around them was tense. The faces of the people there looked full of anger. Some men seemed to be watching each other with sharp eyes, their faces full of killing intent, like predators watching each other. Whoever let their g
The place was so vast, like a huge complex that was built to perfection. Not only was it large and spacious, but it was also tense because there were traces of blood on the floor, and the gazes of the people there were full of hatred and murderous intent. There was something horrible in that splendor.This building looked like a modern Colosseum, luxurious and terrifying. It was a place where warriors gathered, not for fun but to test the limits of their strength. Not only that, but they would also get rich when they won. The atmosphere inside was tense. Carson glanced around and assessed it all carefully.The soldiers directed Carson and the newly arrived fighters to the temporary rooms. The rooms were simple, with only a few hard-material beds, a small table, and some necessary personal equipment. Everything was simply designed. It looked more like a prison. Only the front part was grand and luxurious.Carson arrived at the designated room. He entered the room where he would sleep t