Chapter 150 Accusation
Keeping a cool head, Hank hurriedly composed himself and suppressed the rage that was in his heart.
No matter how angry he was, now was not the time to let rage cloud his mind.
"Derek, where is Derek!" Hank shouted loudly, searching for his right-hand man.
With the low visibility due to the black smoke and fires that were still burning rapidly, Hank needed to understand the situation first.
The other employees were already rushing ahead to pour water on the fire, whereas those who are Magus with water elements are supplying the water constantly.
Despite being busy clearing the fire, the employees still heard the shouting from Hank.
"Derek is situated near the south side to damage control the situation." One of the employees that knew where Derek was informed Hank of his whereabouts.
Hank merely made a brief glance at the employee before rushing to the south side. Time was of the essence here, and he couldn't afford to dilly-dally around.
Rushing straight ahead through the southside with his mental image of the place given the low visibility, Hank soon arrived on the scene.
The scene itself was even more chaotic than the site he was in earlier.
"Derek, where are you?" Hank waved his hands around to scatter away the black smoke while calling for Derek.
A few seconds later, Derek came rushing through the black smoke and greeted Hank.
"Leader Hank, it's good that you're back," Derek said exhaustively, his face covered with some black stain. His right arm was also slightly bleeding, most likely from the cause of the explosion.
And now that Hank managed to get a closer look, he realized the other employees that had run past him earlier were also injured. Yet they were still doing their best to prevent the fire from spreading further.
"Just what happened while I went out to pick up the Young Miss?" Hank asked anxiously. He had always managed things under his control, but this time, everything was out of his control.
"I'm not sure either." Derek shook his head and said. "The only thing we knew was that the explosion came from the basement before a chain explosion continued onward and spread all this chaos."
Hank twitched his brows, seemingly in deep thought.
"Let's continue to disperse the fire first before we talk any further." He then said, personally assisted his other employees as well.
While Hank decided to assist with damage control, everyone else that had their camp in the safe hold also stepped in to help.
It wasn't that they were willing to help Heaven's Mecha, but the fact that they couldn't idle around and allow the fire to spread. Once it spreads and causes more destruction, then the safe hold might not be safe anymore.
And at this time, Shi Tian along with Mary and the rest also entered the vicinity.
"Oh dear, how could Heaven's Mecha cause such a big mess and affect everyone here?" Mary shook her head, flashing a disappointed look.
"You- how dare you guys still come here!" Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from afar.
Turning around, Mary saw a middle-aged man that seemed to be on the verge of dying. The middle-aged man's clothes were disheveled, and injuries could be seen everywhere on his body.
"We are just here to assist you, so why wouldn't I dare to come here?" Mary snickered coldly and shrugged her shoulders. It might have taken her a second to recognize who he was, but once she got a closer look, she was in fact gloating at his sorry state.
This person was none other than Douglas, an infamous person that loved to replicate other people's products and posed as his own achievement.
Douglas was filled with rage despite his injuries as he cursed, "You Optic Mech are truly devious. If it weren't for you, would we have been in such a sorry state?"
Hearing that, Mary's lips curled slightly upward.
'Gotcha, you damn old fogey.' She sneered inwardly.
Stepping forward, Mary flashed a confused expression and asked, "Just how did Optic Mech cause you to be in such a sorry state? This is technically your zone and is heavily guarded. How can we possibly do anything to you, Douglas?"
"Because of your Claymore Mines!" Douglas roared, even pushing his subordinate aside for attempting to stop him.
"You Optic Mech set this trap for us and made us suffer heavy losses. Don't you dare believe this will be the end of us! We'll definitely get our revenge!"
Douglas thought he was doing something good, but little did he expect Shi Tian was recording Douglas's statement loud and clear.
"Our Claymore Mines are sold with clear instructions for the people to use." Shi Tian stepped forward and spoke softly.
He then glanced at the other bystanders that had come to help with a friendly smile.
"You guys are also our customers, so all instructions and procedures are stated clearly, right?" He asked calmly.
The bystanders were initially confused, but soon nodded their heads.
"That's right, Optic Mech has given us clear instructions on how to deploy and use the Claymore Mines."
"Indeed, so how could anything go wrong when the instruction is clear and straightforward?"
"Could Heaven's Mecha be thinking of using this incident and pushing the blame on their competitors?"
Doubts and disbelief started circulating among the bystanders, clearly disgusted by the conduct that Douglas was displaying right now.
And it was at this moment that Douglas realized what kind of blunder he had created.
He and Phil were also at each other's throats, but never once did they truly mean to harm each other. In fact, they were both collaborators in the scheme of replicating other people's products for their achievement.
Thus, when he realized Phil had succumbed to his death, given the explosion occurred precisely where he was. He had lost his cool momentarily, especially when he saw how Mary was swaggering here alongside the Optic Mech members.
'Shit, I was such a fool.' Douglas cursed silently, seeing the evil smirk from Mary.
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