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Chapter 652 - 652 Anxious appearance of a monkey

Chapter 652: Anxious appearance of a monkey Chapter 652: Anxious appearance of a monkey Wavy took the phone from Arnold Johnson’s hands, his gaze continually focused on the arrangement in Francis Davis’s room and Davis’s actions. As for Victoria Garcia, he basically ignored her.

It can be seen that!

Our Wavy is such a lovely gentleman.

Arnold Johnson also kept an eye on the phone from the side, but he didn’t understand the so-called arrangements or the tricks of the dissident group. To him, these were a blank sheet of paper, and he was illiterate in this area.

Wavy looked at it for a few minutes, then turned to Arnold Johnson and said, “Have you arranged all the manpower?”

“Yes, it’s all arranged. The hotel inside and out is full of our people, he is unable to fly even if he wants to.” Arnold Johnson was confident about this.

Upon hearing this, Wavy calmly said, “Let’s go, let’s go to the next room.”

Arnold Johnson, of course, knew that the room next door that he spoke of was next to Francis Davis’s, indicating the action was about to begin.

At this moment, Arnold Johnson’s heart was beating excitedly.

When raiding the Gang, he had never been so excited.

This shows.

He had been waiting for this moment for a very long time.

“Victoria, wait for me!” Arnold Johnson silently said to himself.

Although the light was dim, they quickly arrived at the suite next to Davis’s room.

Every minute at this time felt like an hour to Arnold Johnson.

He didn’t understand Francis Davis’s mysterious hand gestures and actions, but Wavy seemed to understand quite a lot. He wanted to ask Wavy, but was afraid to disturb him.

Rarely, he saw Wavy looking exceptionally serious.

Generally, when this happens, it indicates that Wavy really doesn’t want to be disturbed, so Arnold Johnson just stood silently by the side, not saying a word.

One minute… Three minutes… Five minutes… Ten minutes…

Suddenly, Wavy declared, “Cast the net!”

Upon hearing those two words, Arnold Johnson disappeared from Wavy’s sight as quickly as a lightning bolt.

“Damn! Wait for me!”

Wavy had no choice but to swiftly catch up.

Arnold Johnson, holding a walkie-talkie, commanded, “Open the door for me!”

The door to Francis Davis’s room immediately swung open. He bolted inside, pulled out his gun, and shot Davis’s assistant.

Davis’s assistant fell before he even had a chance to react, without making a sound.

Because of the silencer, the gunshot didn’t make any noise.

The next second.

The door to the eerily decorated room where Davis was also automatically opened.

Arnold Johnson’s gun fired ruthlessly at Davis, aiming for his leg, not intending to kill him instantly.

Davis didn’t anticipate a sudden turn of events like this.

As he picked up something to fight back against Johnson, the lights in the room instantly turned on, blinding Davis.

Arnold Johnson’s gun fired at Davis’s arm, causing the object in his hand to fall to the ground, and he knelt down.

And at this point, Davis was entirely naked.

Arnold Johnson’s eyes were spitting fire. If it weren’t for Wavy showing up, he would have killed him on the spot.

“What, you want him to die so easily?”

Only then did Arnold Johnson change his aim from a lethal shot to Davis’s uninjured leg. After he put away his gun, Arnold Johnson removed his coat and laid it over Victoria Garcia’s body.