"Uncle Constantine, how should we handle this guy?"
A few villagers pointed at Yorick Hall, who was groaning on the ground.
Uncle Constantine waved his hand and said, "Leave him be, soone will sort him out eventually."
After saying this.
Uncle Constantine grabbed Dirk Carter's hand and said, "Dirk, why didn't you let know when you ca back? Co on, let's go to my place and have a seat..."
"Sure thing, Uncle Constantine..."
Dirk followed Constantine Grant, disappearing into the night with a group of villagers around them.
No one knew how much ti had passed.
Yorick Hall struggled to get up from the ground.
He dared not provoke Blaxton Morgan, who was still kneeling.
Just when he was about to leave.
Faith Hendrix suddenly hugged him, saying, "Old Yorick, take with you, please take with you..."
Yorick Hall forcefully pried Faith Hendrix's hands away.
Seeing her about to throw herself at him again.
He warned her saying, "Don't co any closer, you good-for-nothing troublemaker! You actually think I like you? Let be clear, I only like your tits and that slit down below. Do you really think you're worthy of ?"
Those words.
Were unbelievably heartless.
Faith Hendrix's hope, ignited inside her.
Was extinguished in an instant.
She finally understood that she was just a plaything in Yorick Hall's eyes.
Heartbroken.
She sat on the ground.
Her eyes vacant and filled with despair.
"You'll die a miserable death."
Faith Hendrix said coldly.
Yorick Hall snorted, saying, "It's just a resort, I've got money. Even without this resort, I can still live in luxury. What kind of woman I want to play with is all within reach. Dying miserably? You think it's possible? Hahaha..."
Amid his laughter.
Yorick Hall climbed into his Audi car.
And disappeared into the night.
Surviving a narrow escape.
Yorick Hall felt a bit emotional.
Surviving great disasters brings eventual fortune.
In Yorick Hall's view, this loss was bearable.
He snorted and said, "Dirk Carter, wait for . I didn't manage to kill you this ti, but I'll co for you a second ti."
As soon as he finished speaking.
He noticed a stone suddenly appearing in the middle of the road ahead.
He braked abruptly and ca to a stop.
Yorick Hall got out of the car.
Looking around, he cursed, "Who the hell did this? Not a shred of decency, what a bastard!"
After scolding.
Yorick Hall walked to the stone, ready to clear the "obstruction."
Just at that mont, he suddenly felt the car lights behind him were blocked by sothing.
He shivered.
Jumping up suddenly.
He saw several strangers standing behind him.
One of them was leaning against his car.
"Who the hell are you guys? You think you can touch that car? If you damage it, can you afford to pay for it?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
He heard a crunching sound.
The man leaning against the car suddenly raised the stick in his hand, smashing it against the front window.
A large piece of intact glass shattered instantly.
Yorick Hall realized sothing was wrong, froze in his tracks, suddenly turned around preparing to run, but it was too late; people appeared from all directions blocking all of his escape routes.
"What are...what do you want?"
Yorick Hall asked, his voice trembling slightly.
A young man holding a baseball bat stood out and asked, "Are you Yorick Hall?"
"Yes, yes, it's ... Gentlen...you want money right? I'll give you money... There's fifty thousand in my car, take it all, just don't hurt ..."
"Do we look like we need money?"
The young man asked.
Yorick Hall swallowed hard.
Asked, "Then what do you want?"
"We want you!"
After the young man finished saying this.
He waved his hand.
The group surged forward.
The sticks in their hands ca smashing down like a storm.
The village road was filled with the sounds of Yorick Hall's wails.
The sound grew weaker, and eventually, it was barely audible.
The leader took out a phone.
Dialed a number.
Once the call connected, he said, "Ewan, it's done. Yorick Hall will probably be bedridden for half a year."
"Great, send him to the hospital."
The voice on the other end was Ewan Forrest.
The young man said okay.
Yorick Hall was hoisted up by several people and disappeared down the mountain road.
Early the next morning.
Dorothy Zechariah and Arlo Yarbrough arrived by car.
Under Constantine Grant's managent, a grand ceremony took place.
At noon, the ceremony concluded.
The villagers contributed money and effort to properly entertain Dirk Carter and Dorothy Zechariah.
After als, the group set out for Stillwater County.
This ti revisiting the scene.
Though fraught with trouble.
In the end, it proceeded smoothly.
The whole experience struck Dirk Carter deeply.
As a child, he didn't understand, with his parents' dical skills, they could have worked at a large hospital, yet they chose to remain in this impoverished area to treat and save people; they embodied boundless compassion.
"Arlo, did I make the wrong decision? I should have let you continue being a doctor."
After the car had traveled far.
Dirk Carter suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, asking Arlo Yarbrough.
Arlo Yarbrough, usually cheerful and carefree, rarely serious.
But at this mont, he beca solemn.
Glancing in the rearview mirror, he asked, "And you? You have good dical skills too, why didn't you choose to be a doctor?"
At that mont.
Dirk Carter shivered.
Looking at Arlo Yarbrough, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
He said, "Maybe, I could be a different kind of doctor in the political arena."
"A political doctor is a fresh term; then I'll be your assistant doctor, whether in a hospital or not, what's the difference when we're treating and saving lives?"
"Hahaha..."
Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough burst into laughter.
In the afternoon.
The group headed to the cetery.
Also visited Dylan Tate's grave.
Bringing Dorothy Zechariah to let Dylan Tate know her.
When leaving.
Dirk Carter knelt before the grave, wiping dust off the tombstone with his hand while saying, "Godfather, wait for , I will return, with Rasco Shaw."
After saying this.
Dirk Carter resolutely stood up and left.
After completing these two tasks.
His mind was at peace.
Booked a flight back to Janton State for the next day.
Checked into a hotel in Stillwater County.
Just after dinner.
Received a text on his phone: "See you at the usual place."
Checked the number.
It was sent by Delilah Goodman.
The usual place?
After pondering for a mont.
Dirk Carter rembered.
The usual place for him and Delilah Goodman should be Romantique Hotel, right?
How did she know he was back in Stillwater County?
There was no ti to ponder it.
He could avoid others, but he had to see Delilah Goodman.
Made an excuse to Dorothy Zechariah.
Dirk Carter took a taxi to Romantique Hotel.
Looking at the hotel's suggestive neon sign, mories started to flood his mind....
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