A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 755 755

A week ago.

The Discipline Inspection Commission suddenly took action and apprehended Iris Baldwin.

What happened afterward, the drivers naturally didn't know.

"What's the situation in Northgate Town now?"

Dirk Carter continued to ask.

Arlo Yarbrough said, "The deputy town party secretary has taken the mayor's position, but the party secretary's position is still vacant."

Hearing this.

Dirk Carter nodded.

He motioned for Arlo Yarbrough to continue driving.

Arlo Yarbrough had just signaled to turn left and was preparing to turn onto the main road.

At that moment, a car from behind sped past them, grazing their vehicle.

The speed must have been at least seventy to eighty miles per hour.

Keep in mind, this is a city road; driving so fast is definitely not allowed.

It startled Arlo Yarbrough.

He rolled down the window, ready to shout a few curses to vent his anger.

Just then, the roar of engines started again.

Suddenly, three or four sedans sped past.

What's going on? A race?

As soon as the word popped into Dirk Carter's mind, he heard a loud crash.

A huge collision sounded from afar.

"Oh no, something's happening, let's go check it out."

After Dirk Carter gave the order.

Arlo Yarbrough stepped on the gas and followed.

After driving about seven to eight hundred meters.

Under a freeway overpass, a white sedan with its hood open was emitting white smoke from the engine compartment; it was the car that had initially sped by.

Three other black cars.

The ones that had chased after it were parked not far away.

Three car doors opened simultaneously.

From each car emerged three men dressed in black clothing.

One of them, a bald man, waved his hand to the others, and the other eight men started to close in from different angles on the crashed white car.

No sooner said than done.

Suddenly.

The door of the white car's driver's seat swung open.

From a distance,

You could see a long-haired woman tumbling out of the car.

She staggered a few steps and then ran toward the green belt.

The men closing in saw the woman and chased after her immediately.

In the blink of an eye.

The woman was caught by those men.

The bald man kicked the woman.

The woman fell to the ground.

He grabbed her hair and dragged her toward their car parked in the middle of the road.

The poor woman struggled with all her might.

But there was nothing she could do.

"Should we go over there?"

Seeing this.

Arlo Yarbrough was already quite indignant.

He clenched his fist and asked Dirk Carter.

No matter the reason.

Treating a woman like this is too much.

"Let's go check it out."

As soon as Dirk Carter said this.

Arlo Yarbrough opened the car door and took the lead.

When the two arrived.

The woman had just been dragged to the car.

Getting closer, they saw that her face had many bruises, and because of the dragging, her clothes and pants were quite torn, her disheveled hair obscured her face, making it hard to see clearly.

"Guys, isn't this going a bit too far?"

Dirk Carter suddenly blocked the men's path and asked.

The bald man slightly raised his head.

Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough then saw his face clearly.

It was an extremely fierce face.

The facial muscles were sharp-edged, the skin was very dark, and he had a menacing look in his eyes, more importantly—he had no eyebrows.

Giving the impression that this person is definitely not harmless.

"Out of the way."

The bald man casually said.

"Help me, help me, they're going to kill me…"

Seeing strangers approaching.

The woman quickly cried out.

The bald man looked down at her and shouted, "If you keep yelling, I'll finish you right here on the street!"

Clearly.

The woman believed his words.

Frightened by such intimidation, she dared not speak again.

Looking up at Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough still standing there.

She was reckless.

She continued moving forward.

Dirk Carter glanced at Arlo Yarbrough.

Arlo Yarbrough understood.

He went directly in front of the bald man, blocking his path.

"Looking to die?"

The bald man was somewhat angry and glared at Arlo Yarbrough.

Arlo Yarbrough sneered, mocking, "Afraid you won't manage."

The bald man lost his cool.

He released the woman from his grip.

Raised a fist and swung at Arlo Yarbrough.

Arlo Yarbrough, counting somewhat as an expert, was full of confidence, reaching out to meet the fist.

The act of grabbing and redirecting a fist was something he was quite familiar with.

He thought catching the bald man's punch would be an easy task; unexpectedly, at the moment when punch met palm, Arlo Yarbrough frowned, and with a slap sound, he stepped back several paces before steadying himself.

"Whoa, you've got some skills, I underestimated you."

Arlo Yarbrough shook his arm, feeling a numbness in the forearm.

The bald man didn't have it easy either.

Thinking Arlo Yarbrough was skinny and tall with no fighting strength.

After throwing the punch.

His entire arm trembled slightly.

The two exchanged a look.

Then went at it again.

At that moment, back and forth, it was impossible to determine a victor.

About thirty seconds later.

Each threw a punch, one hitting the abdomen, the other the chest, causing both to step back.

Realizing that beating Arlo Yarbrough wouldn't be easy.

The bald man gritted his teeth.

He shouted at his seven or eight men, "What are you standing around for? Get them!"

With this order.

Except for one guarding the woman, the others charged forward.

Dirk Carter was forced to join the fight.

The scene turned into two against seven or eight.

Everyone in this group had considerable fighting ability.

After fighting for a while, Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough quickly felt overwhelmed.

Surrounded by seven or eight men.

Back to back, out of breath, Dirk Carter joked, "Arlo, if he doesn't come out, we might not make it today."

Arlo Yarbrough laughed heartily.

He said, "Knocking down two isn't bad, knocking down three is a gain, if we fail, who cares?"

"You foolish brat, meddling in K's business, I think you want to die prematurely."

The bald man muttered something.

He waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, ruin them, get them!"

At the command.

The crowd prepared to surround them again.

Seeing the two in danger.

Suddenly.

A slender figure flashed.

With a thud.

The bald man's freeze-frame image was captured.

He appeared twisted and contorted, as if his body and expression had stiffened, frozen in place.

Next,

With a thud, he fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

The other seven or eight were stunned by this sudden change.

Only then did they see clearly.

The newcomer was a woman with a graceful figure, standing coldly before the bald man; she had just knocked him down.

"Why didn't you come out earlier? We almost got beaten to death."

Arlo Yarbrough complained.

The Leopard Cat tidied her messy bangs, smirking, "I didn't know you two men were so useless."

"Enough chatter, let's get out first."

Dirk Carter yelled.

Preparing to charge toward the seven or eight men...