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"Director Jonathan is the governor's man. Do you think I don't know? How do I know that he is unreliable? What if he uses this as a clue to tell other mayors?"

George snorted coldly and expressed his scruples. When Frank heard this, a trace of impatience crossed his brows and eyes.

"So for Wilson and his family, what is your surefire way?"

George looked at him fixedly, and suddenly let out a chuckle. The wrinkles on his face became more obvious because of his smile. Under the half-blind light, he looked more sinister and sinister.

"Frank, when you came to Dawson's house, you were only in your teens, and your height was less than my chest. I didn't expect it to be so fast. Decades have passed."

He suddenly changed the subject and lamented the past, Frank had to raise his guard immediately, but his face was still indifferent.

"In the past few decades, the family has become more prosperous and stronger, and its roots have become deeper and deeper. All of this is inseparable from your help."

Frank looked down at his palm, lost in thought for a moment.

It was a pair of hands belonging to a doctor.

The fingers are slender but slightly thick. Due to the flexible use of instruments all the year round, the inner muscles of the hands are very developed. The hands look extraordinarily plump, and the fingertips are strong together. They can skillfully and flexibly use various instruments or make various surgical knots.

However, it was these hands that were used to save lives and heal the wounded that, under George's persecution, took away countless lives.

He clenched his hands and smiled calmly: "George, you know very well why I stayed to work for you."

"Rather than helping, perhaps using the word is more appropriate. After all, you and I both know that you sent me to the best medical school in the United States just to use me to achieve your dirty goals."

George wasn't surprised or annoyed by Frank's blunt and sharp sarcasm.

He knew very well how wild Frank was, and it was easy and difficult to tame. Now that he was able to stay in the United States and continue to help him, it was already a huge step backward for him. George didn't expect his body and mind to belong to the Dawson family.

George took a deep look at him, and his tone was quite meaningful:

"Frank, don't look at me with such cold eyes. I always feel that I discovered your talent, didn't I?"

"From your first mission to the present, you have proved yourself to me with your actions, and also proved that my choice is correct."

"Of course, except for the time when you were asked to deal with Lu Yingdong."

George's voice sank, his eyes gradually became cold.

Frank's heart trembled, he clenched his fists, and did not speak.

George sighed, "Frank, I gave you your name, status, and achievements. After that mission, you said you would give up all this for an oriental woman. Do you know how disappointed and angry I am? "

His eyes are like fangs quenched with venom, like a cold-blooded poisonous snake watching its prey in secret:

"I know, although I forced you to stay, you must feel dissatisfied, but I have raised you for so many years, it is not without feelings, you are as good as my other children, but you have no blood relationship with me. "

Frank listened numbly to George's extremely hypocritical words, tried his best to restrain the disgust and anger in his heart, and stared at him coldly with his phoenix eyes:
"Speak directly if you have anything to say, your hypocrisy has no effect on me."

George saw that the groundwork was almost ready, so he smiled slightly, "R-type potion, I won't say how much money I invested, this research is commissioned by the military, let alone, I can clearly see how much effort you have put into these years Clearly."

"I admit that due to my mistakes, this project is at risk of exposure, but do you have the heart to watch it be destroyed?"

Frank's face sank, and his haughty and deep eyes silently looked at him.

He suddenly sneered, "So? Instead of asking me here, why don't you just tell me your answer."

George sighed and said, "I know this will disappoint you, but for the sake of the overall situation, I have to do this. After all, sacrifices come with rewards, don't they?"

Frank was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily: "George, I still underestimated your shamelessness, you want me to be a scapegoat?"

"Don't forget, if it weren't for my leadership, the medicine would never have been researched..."

A shrewd and sinister light flashed in George's eyes, and he said quietly: "Don't worry, I will find someone to take over your job after everything subsides."

"You're dreaming!" Frank was furious, he kicked his seat away, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he shouted angrily:
"You asked me to kill Wilson, and you are the one who should make the sacrifice!"

He looked at George coldly, and said mockingly, "It's you, living to this age, and now making some final contributions to your family, isn't it a matter of course?"

George's face changed, and his face darkened instantly: "What did you say?"

Frank leaned forward, his sharp black eyes locked tightly, and his tone was as cold as ice:
"Where is my daughter!"

George was taken aback for a moment, then smiled suddenly. Looking at the angry face in front of him, he said unhurriedly:

"Frank, the way you talk to me, I thought you'd forgotten about your daughter."

The mania in Frank's heart reached its peak. He couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed George by the collar, exuding a cold and stern aura all over his body:
"George, you seem to have forgotten our deal. After killing Wilson, tell me the whereabouts of my daughter. This is your promise to me!"

There seemed to be a storm brewing in his dark eyes, and the overflowing murderous aura made George instinctively timid, his face flushed red, and he was even more out of breath:
"If you kill... me... you will regret it... because you... will never see your daughter... again..."

Frank's eyes were scarlet, and his strong hands were restraining George's neck. As long as he exerted force, he could easily break the old man's neck.

But just when George almost passed out due to lack of oxygen, Frank suddenly let go of his hands.

Fresh air scrambled into his nostrils, and George panted heavily, feeling a wave of fear in his heart.

He coughed heavily, and said intermittently: "You... don't worry, I will fight for you... the lightest sentence... After you come out... I will almost go to see God too... You can be with me immediately Your daughter is reunited..."