Chapter 1113 - 1113

Who among those security guards would listen to her orders?

They still continued on.

The young woman turned her head and looked in Director Newhart's direction, firmly saying, "Director Newhart, I promise you, just let them go!"

"Heh, now that's being sensible. Alright, alright, first take them inside,"

Director Newhart waved his hand and said.

The security guards were also obedient.

They immediately stopped in their tracks.

Director Newhart took another lewd glance at the young woman, licked his lips, and said, "Then shall we discuss this in the office?"

"Sis!"

Ajing called out mournfully.

The young woman glanced at him and said, "Take Xiamei to see a doctor first; we'll talk about other matters later."

After saying this.

She was about to turn and go inside.

But someone tapped her on the shoulder.

The young woman turned around.

And saw Dirk Carter's face.

"What? You'd rather accompany this kind of scum than me? I can offer a lot of money, you know."

Dirk Carter asked with a smile.

The sudden appearance of this person made Director Newhart flinch.

He glanced at Dirk Carter and frowned, asking, "Who are you? What do you mean by this kind of scum, what kind of scum am I?"

Dirk Carter gestured the shape of a barrel with his hands and said, "Don't you know what kind of scum you are? In such a big hospital, you don't even have a mirror? Or do you need to look at yourself in a puddle?"

In a flash.

Director Newhart's anger surged up.

The young woman was just about to say something but was held by the waist by Dirk Carter, as if to tell her it's alright, he's got it covered.

So, she remained silent.

"Miss Si, it seems you've wasted another opportunity. If I don't take real action, you really won't take me seriously. Come on, get them out of here!"

The commotion flared up again.

The security guards moved once more.

But Dirk Carter remained calm, asking Director Newhart, "What's your name?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Director Newhart snorted coldly.

Dirk Carter smiled and asked back, "What, afraid to say?"

"Afraid to say? Listen carefully, my name is Hank Newhart, I am the Party Secretary and Director of the Silverwood City Oncology Hospital."

Hank Newhart proudly patted his chest and said.

Dirk Carter pointed to the frail woman in the crowd and asked, "Why refuse to save a life?"

"Who do you think you are? It's none of your business. This is my territory. If I say no, it's no. What can you do? Are you going to hit me?"

Shaking his plump body.

Hank Newhart patted his own face challengingly and asked.

"Wham,"

Without a second thought, Dirk Carter slapped him.

The slap was hard.

It sent Hank Newhart spinning, leaving a bright red handprint on his face.

After regaining his stance, he was about to hurl insults.

Dirk Carter smiled and said, "Don't curse your mother now, you clearly asked me to hit you, everyone here heard it."

Visibly,

Hank Newhart swelled like a balloon about to burst.

He pointed a finger at Dirk Carter, seething with anger, "You... you're looking for death—you dared to hit me! You bunch of insolent people, do you all not want to live?"

"Smack!"

Dirk Carter landed another slap.

Of course.

This time it was on the other side.

A five-finger mark appeared on the right of his cheek again.

Hank Newhart was hit so hard that his vision blurred.

He was about to order the security guards.

Dirk Carter said, "Don't make it hard for those working under you, just go ahead and call the police, and I'll make a call too."

"Alright, alright, call the police, call the police, you're courting death, don't blame me."

While wailing,

Hank Newhart took out his phone to call the police.

Dirk Carter also immediately dialed out on his phone.

Even though it was quite late.

The call was quickly answered.

Dirk Carter commanded authoritatively, "Is this Comrade Kaine Linden from the health bureau? This is Dirk Carter; I don't care where you are or what you're doing right now, I want you to be in front of the Oncology Hospital within fifteen minutes. If you're late by a minute, you can forget about being the director of the health bureau."

After hanging up, in about five minutes.

Police lights flashed at the hospital entrance.

Two patrol cars pulled up.

The car doors opened.

A total of seven people, consisting of three or four police officers and three or four auxiliary police, hurriedly rushed in.

Upon seeing the police appear.

Hank Newhart found renewed confidence.

He rushed up to them in a few quick strides, eagerly explaining to the leading officer.

Whatever he said, Dirk Carter couldn't hear it, nor did he need to.

After about two minutes.

The leading officer and Hank Newhart walked shoulder to shoulder to the entrance.

Without asking any questions, he simply swept his gaze across the crowd and ordered, "Call for a paddy wagon from the station, and handcuff all of them back."

Upon hearing those words.

Hank Newhart puffed up with pride again.

Swaggering up to Dirk Carter, he sneered, "Young man, truly ignorance is bliss, being tough and aggressive will cost you dearly. Those two slaps alone would land you a month in jail, let's see how cocky you are now?"

With police present,

he was sure Dirk Carter wouldn't dare be arrogant again.

But just as he finished speaking,

Dirk Carter slapped him once more.

This slap was delivered right in front of the police.

Not only was Hank Newhart stunned, but even the police officers present were also taken aback.

"Officer Yu, look, look, this guy hit me again, you've all seen it, you've all seen it, hurry up and cuff him, hurry up and cuff him..."

Hank Newhart shouted out loudly.

The officer named Yu looked.

His face darkened.

He reached for his waist, pulled out a can of pepper spray, and walked over to Dirk Carter, muttering, "Bastard, dare to hit someone right in front of me, seems like it's time to teach you a lesson..."

Just as he aggressively approached Dirk Carter.

Dirk Carter reached into his pocket.

And handed him a work ID.

Officer Yu froze.

He hesitated, took the ID, opened it, and immediately stiffened.

"Chairman... Chairman Carter..."

Officer Yu's heart jumped to his throat, his voice trembling as he called out.

Hank Newhart, who was wailing with his face in his hands, was also stunned.

He asked, "Chairman Carter? Which Chairman Carter?"

Officer Yu swallowed hard and replied shakily, "The newly appointed... new Discipline Inspection Chairman Carter..."

"What?"

Upon hearing this,

Hank Newhart's face turned green.

Sweat broke out on his forehead and back.

His legs couldn't stop trembling.

Suddenly,

there was the sound of brakes outside the door.

A middle-aged man quickly opened the car door and dashed towards the entrance.

"Chairman Carter... Chairman Carter..."

The shouting had arrived before the man had even come in...