Chapter: 1128

Given their long history of friendship, there was a tactic understanding between them. At the cabinet, Carson saw Hendrix and

Victor together, and he immediately got it.

Hendrix was too rash. Seeing that Victor's arm had been wounded, he started to be careless, entirely forgetting that as a mercenary, the greatest taboo was leaving his back to the adversary.

"Mr. Scott, no one dares to compare their shooting abilities to yours in the Apliaria." The subordinate commended him.

Carson put his gun aside and glanced down at Hendrix, who had stopped breathing.

“Clean up this room and deal with these corpses," he stated with a sneer.

“Okay, Mr. Scott."

Carson scanned the living room but was unable to see Victor, so he quickly headed in the direction of the second floor.

He was on the verge of ascending the staircase.

"Mr. Scott, be on the lookout!" The subordinate detected the odor of gunpowder in the air and sensed something was amiss. There was a loud boom as soon as he yelled.

One by one, the second-floor railings were blasted to pieces by a powerful explosion that erupted from the second-floor chamber. Carson was shielded by the subordinate. They hid behind the couch and lay on the floor.

In the end, the shockwave faded away.

In the blink of an eye, Carson had risen and was on his way to the second floor when he was halted by his guy.

“An explosion occurred,

Mr. Scott. Someone placed the explosives on the second floor, and it is unknown how many did not detonate."

"Get out of here!" Carson's eyes began to swell.

“But Mr. Scott..."

Carson drew his gun and aimed it at the man's forehead before he could complete his sentence.

“Leave. That's all I said. Isn't it clear to you now?"

Carson's subordinate gave him a deadpan glance and made no move.

His job was to keep Carson safe. In light of the circumstances on the second floor, he had no choice but to intervene, as he feared an explosion at any moment. In addition, he had to get Carson out of the situation quickly.

“Don't think I'LL stop to shoot you," Carson said, putting his finger on the trigger.

"Mr. Scott, I'm sorry but I won't let you take the risk while I still breathe."

Despite Carson's long look, he did not fire a single shot. Carson looked at the silent second floor as he put down his gun.

Victor was on the second floor.