"Lawrence, gather your team. We'll meet here!"
After Dean finished speaking, he called Harry and asked him and Carlo to gear up and come over together. After hanging up, he immediately called Hawk, telling him to bring as many people as he could.
Seeing this, Lawrence was somewhat puzzled. "Dean, even if the opponent is formidable, he's just a cripple using melee weapons. Do we really need so many people?"
It was after working hours, and gathering so many people was a hassle.
Dean shrugged. "Buddy, better a hassle than someone dying in the line of duty. This guy might not be alone!"
Lawrence didn't understand the local dynamics. He worried that the crippled expert might have a master. Behind that master, there could be a wide network of well-connected colleagues, other disciples, and friends. Among them, some would inevitably have gang affiliations.
