CHAPTER 438: CHAPTER 438: KNOCKED OUT

Knowing that May Morgan was deliberately speaking for him to hear, Victor Grant grew agitated and couldn’t help but shout at her, "Don’t go too far! You promised me you wouldn’t get tangled up with Vincent Vance again."

May Morgan choked slightly, stubbornly saying to him, "I did promise you, but you also promised me you wouldn’t touch Vincent Vance, so now, neither of us owes the other anything."

"You owe me your life, and it’s destined to be mine for this lifetime. I won’t allow you to go in and rescue that man!"

Victor Grant’s expression turned fierce, and he suddenly struck May Morgan on the neck, causing her vision to go black and faint on the spot.

After knocking May Morgan out, Victor Grant hurriedly lifted her horizontally and walked toward his car. Seeing him about to leave, Director Lawson and the others became anxious.

"Mr. Grant, you can’t just leave like this; after all, this is your villa."

Victor Grant pretended not to understand and said to Director Lawson, "I know, didn’t I tell you? I don’t want this villa. Do whatever you like with it; if you want to blow it up, I have no objections."

Upon hearing this, Director Lawson’s face darkened and he quickly negotiated with Victor Grant, "But you mustn’t leave, there has been a major incident at this villa that is inseparable from you as the owner. You have to be responsible for this matter!"

Victor Grant, being hot-tempered himself, got angry upon hearing Director Lawson’s words, asking him in return, "You want me to be responsible? How am I supposed to be responsible? Did I bring these ghostly things here? Do you have evidence? I’m also a victim, alright?"

"Then... you must leave your wife behind; she is the only one who can suppress these Poisonous Insects!" Director Lawson glanced at May Morgan in Victor Grant’s arms and said solemnly.

Victor Grant would never hand May Morgan over to them, first because it’s too dangerous here, secondly, even if May Morgan could suppress these vines, wouldn’t that just save Vincent Vance inside? He wasn’t foolish enough to dig his own grave.

"My wife has fainted, what do you expect her to do? Sorry, Director Lawson, this is something you should be dealing with yourselves, I can’t accompany you!"

Victor Grant dominantly dropped these words and turned to carry May Morgan towards the outskirts.

Seeing Victor Grant acting so unreasonably, Director Lawson and the others couldn’t help but shout at him loudly, "Victor Grant, if Vincent Vance dies, you will have to go to court."

Victor Grant snorted disdainfully, "Take me to court? Under what pretext? Claim that I watched idly and didn’t save him? Or that I obstructed your law enforcement?"

"You!"

Victor Grant’s words left Director Lawson and others speechless, indeed, from Victor Grant’s perspective, he was just an ordinary citizen, with no obligation whatsoever to risk himself for Vincent Vance inside. Therefore, his refusal to leave May Morgan behind was entirely reasonable.

After fending off Director Lawson and the others, Victor Grant promptly carried May Morgan towards his car. Just as he reached the outskirts, before he could get in the car, he saw an RV from his home suddenly drive over.

Heather Holt hurriedly got out of the car with some help, not waiting for it to come to a complete stop.

"Victor, what’s wrong with May Morgan? Is she alright?"

Heather Holt rushed over, seeing May Morgan fainted in Victor Grant’s arms, and anxiously questioned him.

Just as Victor Grant was about to speak, the persistent Director Lawson suddenly approached again, trying to reason with him, "Mr. Grant, I understand you have some personal grievances with Vincent Vance, but now lives are at stake, and I hope you can cooperate with my actions."

Realizing that Director Lawson was quite difficult to deal with and knowing he likely couldn’t leave anytime soon, Victor Grant placed May Morgan in the RV that his mom drove over and turned to Heather Holt saying, "Mom, can you please take care of May Morgan for me? Take her home first, I have some things to deal with here."

Heather Holt looked at Director Lawson in surprise and then turned to see the terrifying scene above the villa, her heart startled, she hurriedly pulled Victor Grant’s hand and asked him, "Victor, what’s going on in there? What are these strange things? Why are they appearing at our home?"

Not wanting his mom to know too much and fearing she might get scared, Victor Grant deliberately pushed her towards the car, "Don’t worry, you head back first, you’ll know from the news later."

"And what about you? What will you do?" Heather Holt asked worriedly, clinging to Victor Grant’s hand.

Victor Grant glanced at the persistent Director Lawson and said helplessly, "They’re asking me to cooperate with them, right? Then I’ll cooperate a bit, and head back later."

After much persuasion, Victor Grant finally managed to send Heather Holt off in the car. Turning back to Director Lawson again, a complex smile involuntarily appeared on his lips, "Director Lawson, tell me, how should I cooperate with you? Is the money for explosives insufficient, or do you lack people on hand? If so, I’ll definitely lend strong support."

Director Lawson sighed helplessly and tried to discuss amicably with him, "Mr. Grant, what I need is your wife, not you."

Before Director Lawson could finish speaking, Victor Grant waved his hand decisively and refused, "Impossible, didn’t you see my wife is sick? She is very weak right now and absolutely can’t help you. Please let go of this intention."

"But..."

"Whether Vincent Vance can come out from inside depends on his own fate. The only way I can help you is by using all my power to bring more manpower here for you, to quickly eradicate these ghastly things. Otherwise, I’m afraid my abilities are limited."

Help Vincent Vance? Don’t even think about it, if he had the intention to save him, he wouldn’t have set up this situation in the first place!

Just as everyone was in a deadlock, several commotions suddenly came from around the villa. Upon hearing the noise, Director Lawson hurriedly looked inside and saw the subordinates surrounding the villa entrance suddenly rushing out for some unknown reason.

"What’s happening?"

Director Lawson grabbed a subordinate rushing out in panic to question.

The subordinate, full of fright, stammered to Director Lawson, "The vines have come out! They’ve already breached our first line of defense!"

"What’s going on?"

As soon as Director Lawson finished speaking, he suddenly felt a tremor beneath his feet. He hurriedly looked down and saw the ground, which had been level before, inexplicably rising.

The ground elevated by a full meter in the blink of an eye, and Director Lawson, unable to keep his footing, fell to the ground.

Then, at the spot beneath his feet, a wrist-thick tree branch unexpectedly emerged from the soil, rapidly growing and spreading unabated.

Looking around again, the once flat ground now had countless mounds, followed by terrifying snake-like roots spreading and roaming all around.

Wherever the branches spread, both people and cars were lifted and thrown into the air. Soon, the ground was in disarray, and people thrown back down found themselves dying quickly from hemorrhage due to the great force of the throw.