Amidst the turmoil, the group of hoodlums seized the upper hand, launching a united assault.

Suddenly, countless steel pipes rained down on Lukas. The pain caused him to let out a stifled groan. Amidst the chaos, a blow struck his leg, causing him to stagger and kneel on the ground.

Wide-eyed, Reese's complexion underwent a drastic change. "Stop it!" she cried

out.

However, the gang seemed to pay no heed, only intensifying their brutal attack. Harold, the leader of the hoodlums, sneered and taunted near Reese's ear, "Look at that; you're even speaking up for that pretty boy."

Desperation filled Reese's tearful eyes. Her voice trembled as she pleaded, "Lukas, don't worry about me. Resist them! If you continue like this, they might kill you!"

Meanwhile, Lukas remained huddled on the ground, protecting his head and enduring the blows. With her voice hoarse from crying, Reese begged him, her tone filled with desperation.

Finally satisfied, Harold waved his hand, commanding his underlings, "Tie him up, and we'll decide what to do next."

Though injured and battered, Lukas lifted his head, gazing coldly at the group. With a dozen or so opponents, he might defeat them in a fight, but he couldn't ensure Reese's safety. He held his ground, allowing them to bind his wrists. With Martins on the other side of the hotel, he had to disappear. Martins would surely take action.

He had to take it step by step, avoiding reckless actions.

Bound and helpless, Lukas and Reese were loaded onto a large truck. Inside the truck, Reese couldn't hold back her tears. Her voice quivered as she asked, "Lukas, are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

Shaking his head, Lukas replied with a muted voice, "I'm fine."

Tears streamed down Reese's cheeks. "After being beaten like that, how can you be fine? It's all my fault. I've dragged you into this."

Lukas looked at Reese, his gaze as deep as the starlit sky.

this, Reese's tears flowed

truck jolted along a bumpy dirt road, making them feel as though their souls were being

front passenger seat, Harold was making

strained to listen, eager to

about to take that woman back to the hotel. He should be the accompanying 'supervisor' you mentioned. What should we do? Keep them together or separate them?" Harold's

on the other end seemed to speak, prompting Harold to nod repeatedly. "Alright, alright. We'll keep them

Harold turned to his lackeys and began to joke

to a remote village, where they are confined

dim room, her mind muddled.

"They're in this room."

yes, right

froze, recognizing the voice

fawning and greasy tone chimed in, "Boss, that girl looks rather distinctive. Perhaps we could have some

thing. Consider it a reward for you. Do

expression turning grim. Lukas's voice lowered. "Don't make

wooden door was pushed open from the

sky had grown completely dark, and she

her eyes when

called

the woman

me. You didn't

had seized the opportunity to kidnap her in Menkerios. She believed it was a flawless

unlikely that Lukas

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