He wiped with the back of his hand, then tossed the bat to the person beside him.
His subordinate wiped the bat with a cloth and then put it back in the car.
Allen adjusted his collar, glanced at the officer's crushed head and the bloodstain that was spreading beneath it, and got back into the car.
The convoy quickly left, leaving behind only the officer lying in a pool of blood and his car!
After returning to the company, Allen went to see Lance immediately.
"Handled?" Lance asked.
Allen, who had just been like a Death God hiding in the night outside, showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, "Yes."
"Won't this cause some trouble?"
After leaving the police station, Allen was actually thinking about this, especially on the way back when he encountered several police cars.
Logically, the police shouldn't be bothering them, but today not only did they bother them, but they also "embarrassed" them.
