A Bumpy Road to Power

The scene that appeared before his eyes next.

Was the first time Dirk Carter truly felt what complete humiliation meant.

Of course, the filth and perversity of these so-called upper-class individuals were also on full display.

After Sasa placed the empty bowl down.

She directly lifted her skirt to her waist.

It was then that Dirk Carter noticed Sasa was completely naked between her legs.

That patch of grassland was brazenly exposed in front of everyone.

The remaining five people were not surprised at all; instead, their eyes showed anticipation and excitement.

Sasa first intentionally teased the stream with her hand.

Then she raised her hips as if to show off to the crowd.

After a burst of applause.

Sasa squatted down directly.

It's important to know, at this time that empty bowl was right below her body.

Then, the floodgates opened.

A stream of liquid gushed down, directly into the empty bowl.

Quickly.

That empty bowl was half-filled.

Sasa didn't bother to fix her skirt.

She picked up the bowl.

Placed it onto the rotating table.

Jamison Hendricks rotated the table again.

Bringing a bowl of such filth to Dirk Carter, sneering, "Kid, this is what they call 'Beauty's Essence'; you didn't want to drink wine, right? Here, taste this…"

At that moment.

Dirk Carter already felt nauseous.

He pushed his legs.

The chair moved back slightly.

He sneered, "Surely you're all elites, your tastes are quite peculiar. Director Hendricks, such a delicacy is too much for me to handle, please enjoy it at leisure yourself."

After speaking.

Dirk Carter exerted force on the rotating table.

That bowl of filth.

Came back in front of Jamison Hendricks.

Bang!

Jamison Hendricks slammed his palm on the table.

His face instantly turned stern, shouting, "Kid, let me be clear, today you will drink this 'Beauty's Essence', whether you want to or not, if you're still putting on airs, you won't leave this room today."

With Jamison Hendricks' roar.

Everyone's expression turned cold.

Dirk Carter sneered, saying, "You can try."

"Try then, I dare you."

Jamison Hendricks sneered.

Directly called towards the door, "Everyone outside, get in here now."

With the order.

The box's door creaked open.

A dozen security guards in black suits and white shirts rushed in.

Jamison Hendricks pointed in Dirk Carter's direction.

Then pointed at that bowl of filth in front.

He said to one young man, "Wang, go, make this disrespectful guy drink it."

"Alright."

The one called Wang seemed to be the head of these security guards.

He walked to Director Hendricks' side.

Picked up the bowl directly.

Then shouted to his subordinates, "Hold his mouth open for me."

Four guards moved quickly, swiftly controlling Dirk Carter's shoulders.

At this moment, Dirk Carter regretted not insisting on Elbert Rivers coming along.

Of course, from the start, he underestimated these people's perversity.

Even though he had some skills, in front of these dozen people, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

He resisted for a while.

After knocking down three or four people, more rushed in.

Pinning him firmly on the chair.

Two guards, left and right, directly pinched his mouth, trying a few times, finally forcing his mouth open.

Seeing Wang bringing the bowl closer.

A flicker of hopelessness flashed in Dirk Carter's heart.

Conversely, Lily Sullivan and others showed radiant expressions, as if watching a grand play.

Just as Wang lifted the bowl, ready to pour it into Dirk Carter's mouth.

Suddenly, a wine bottle flew from the door, hitting Wang's head accurately.

Wang screamed.

His body fell uncontrollably.

The liquid in the bowl spilled directly onto his face, causing him to scream chaotically.

"Who? Who the hell is disrupting!"

The grand play was ruined by someone.

Jamison Hendricks slammed the table, standing up.

There stood a man and a woman at the doorway.

Their eyes coldly gazing at everyone.

"Who the hell are you? Looking for trouble?"

Jamison Hendricks cursed, saying to the guards, "Beat them up, beat them to death, I'll take responsibility for whatever happens!"

The guards received the order, ignoring Dirk Carter.

A swarm of them charged at the man and woman.

The young man beside the woman remained cold, without a word, voluntarily meeting the dozen guards.

The scene that followed.

Not only shocked Lily Sullivan's group.

But also shocked Dirk Carter.

He's seen people with great skill, like Arlo Yarbrough, like The Leopard Cat, and like Boyd Linden and Basilio Sinclair.

But compared to this man, they still fell short.

Moreover, the man's moves were extremely ruthless.

Showing no mercy at all.

Every encounter with a guard was marked by a crack.

Either an arm was twisted apart, or an ankle dislocated, some even had their heads heavily struck, directly fainting.

Swiftly, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

All the guards lay on the ground, barely making any moaning sound.

As for the woman.

Appearing around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Standing elegantly at the door, like a Heavenly Immortal.

Her delicate features seemed sculpted, with distinct contours yet retaining a gentle dynamism.

Her long hair dyed brown cascaded over her shoulders, a breeze caressing through, like rippling green waves.

A black satin shirt, designed with an ancient style.

Paired with a white long skirt, casual yet sophisticated.

The whole person gave an illusion of ethereal transcendence.

The cold indifference in her eyes further imparted a view of the world with disdain.

No doubt, this woman seemed to have grown up in a pampered environment.

Especially her skin, very pale, almost translucent, upon closer look, her capillaries subtly visible.

"Let's go."

The woman proclaimed icily, ready to turn away.

At that moment.

Jamison Hendricks slammed the table, standing up, yelling, "You're not leaving, damn it, after hitting people on my turf, you think you can leave grandly like this, what do you take us for?"

Hearing this.

The woman leisurely turned back, glanced at Jamison Hendricks with contempt.

Opened her mouth, saying, "We take you for a dog, is that acceptable?"

This statement thoroughly enraged Jamison Hendricks.

A dignified official, being humiliated like this, intolerable!

He shouted, "You filthy bitch, if you have guts, don't leave, see how I deal with you."

Upon hearing "filthy bitch".

The young man who had displayed remarkable skills was about to approach Jamison Hendricks.

The woman slightly raised her hand to stop him.

Then said to Dirk Carter, "You, bring me a chair."

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