He stood up.
"Return to the country." Waylon Lewis clenched his back teeth, his mind in utter chaos.
Elias Patel had never seen such a scene and was completely panicked, trembling as he reported his address.
Waylon Lewis hung up the phone and picked up his cellphone to make another call.
"Bro, what's up?" Wyatt Lewis's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Get someone to South China Community immediately, Hope Williams has had an accident, and I'm not in Emperor Capital."
Wyatt Lewis was stunned for several seconds, hearing Waylon Lewis's emotionless voice, he instantly sensed that something was terribly wrong, "I'm on it right away."
Just after hanging up, a helicopter approached from a distance and landed.
Waylon Lewis stepped onto the helicopter one foot at a time, and the helicopter returned to the country at top speed.
Waylon Lewis still had no expression on his face, and soon the surveillance footage of the road in South China Community was sent over.
