Fandrey was stunned for a moment, "Who did it?"
"I don't know! When we arrived, the police had already blocked the scene. I only heard that it was very messed up inside, and everyone was crippled."
"Crippled?"
"Yeah, their fingers have been cut off, and the tendons in their hands and feet have been broken. There was no way for them to continue their line of business in the future!"
Fandrey was in shock, "That's pretty ruthless! Who the hell did that? An enemy seeking revenge? Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
The person in charge of the bodyguards couldn't answer his questions, so he waved his hands to dismiss him, "Where is Sammuel? Get him in here now!"
Sammuel pushed the door open and came in. "Mr. Floyd!"
"Tell me, what's going on?"