"How do you plan to do this? From my point of view, you can't pull it off at all."
In the car, Arlo Yarbrough asked while driving.
Dirk Carter leaned back on the headrest, rubbed his face with his hand, and said, "To deal with someone like Benson Caldwell, ordinary methods definitely won't work. Only by blowing things up as big as possible, maybe there will be a slim chance."
"Don't you think this is too risky?"
Arlo Yarbrough asked.
Dirk Carter looked at him, smiled, and said, "Defending the truth with one's life, how could you not take risks?"
That sentence.
Made Arlo Yarbrough tremble lightly.
In the rearview mirror, he looked at the calm expression of Dirk Carter.
It was really hard to imagine he had such courage.
Taking on Benson Caldwell, what's the difference from an ant trying to shake a big tree?
Such a thing, maybe only a madman would do it.
Indeed, Dirk Carter, at times, is a madman.
"Someone like him, you can't even catch, how are you going to blow it up?"
