The public opinion in Gonzalez City was quickly suppressed.
Many witnesses were dispersed.
The headquarters of the Martial Arts Association dispatched an elite task force, rushing to the resort for support.
A helicopter slowly landed at the entrance of the resort.
When the cabin door opened, a man in sunglasses and a trench coat stepped out.
Behind him, three people followed.
"Lone Wolf, what do you think of this matter?" the hunched old man asked softly, following the man in the trench coat.
They are the Special Action Squad, the elite of the Martial Arts Association.
If Fahad Abernathy hadn't personally called for help, plus the director's daughter Mily Smith being here, the Special Action Squad wouldn't have shown up.
How could such precious power be mobilized for a trivial matter?
