Chapter 340: I, Victor! I never talk to drug traffickers, bullets express my attitude!!

"Who are you!" Stanfield Turner whispered harshly.

The person on the other end of the line chuckled, "A concerned citizen."

Bullshit!

"I have evidence of your son's criminal activities, including forging official signatures and leveraging your influence to extort businesses... Oh, you didn't know? He extorted $160,000 from a dairy company in the suburbs of Washington, and… he raped the owner's daughter."

The hands of the CIA Director were shaking, and his face looked awful, but he still retorted fiercely, "You're talking nonsense! You should know what you're doing, you're threatening a CIA Director, and I swear, I can find you!"

The other party was not panicked, "Would you like to see the video?"

"I have never seen such a child, some people's children are children, some people's children are devils! Haha, you know what? I want to cut off his genitals, then smear them with estrus cream, and throw him into a sheep pen."

Stanfield Turner's gaze was menacing and terrifying.