Chapter 950

"What's going on?" Keaton impatiently leaned forward and demanded. There was a temporary roadblock ahead. The staff had stopped their vehicle. "Sorry, but there's construction up ahead…" A worker in a uniform said apologetically, "You might want to take a detour." "Bullshit! A detour will cost us half a day!" Keaton looked ahead and saw construction vehicles digging up the road, his anxiety rising. "We have urgent business! Is there any other way?" "Don't bother," Jonah suddenly spoke, cutting him off. Then, to Keaton's astonishment, Jonah raised his hand. The worker was pulled toward them. Jonah tightly gripped the worker's neck. The man's face turned red as he struggled to force out a weak smile. "Please, General Lewis. Don't make this hard for me, I'm just a road worker." "You've got calluses on your palms from years of handling firearms. Is it normal for road workers to be armed?" Jonah's voice was cold as he questioned. Keaton froze, noticing a bulge on the worker'