Chapter 567 Let her stay

When the special forces arrived at the top floor, they saw several clown-masked terrorists fighting with a man and a woman.

Weapons were scattered on the ground, all of which had been depleted of bullets.

"Get down! Everybody gets down!" The special forces soldiers aimed their weapons at everyone in the fight.

Noah reacted quickly, hugging Madeline and getting down on one knee, raising their hands.

The other people who tried to fight back or were slow to act like clown-masked terrorists were all shot indiscriminately.

“Stand up!” The special forces soldier ordered Noah.

Noah stood up with Madeline in his arms. They soaked in dark red blood on their faces and bodies. They looked similar to the terrorist except without masks. No wonder these special forces could mistake them.

"I'm Noah Quincy, and this is my wife." Noah gestured to the special forces soldier, whose identification was in his trouser pocket.

The special forces soldier carefully went up to take his ID out of his pocket and looked at it. Then gave them a military salute and told his teammates to let them go.

“Is everything okay?” Noah asked Madeline as he supported her. He had witnessed Madeline's strength throughout the battle. He would never ask her to retreat to the safest place without asking her opinion, accepting the protection brought by the sacrifice of others.

Madeline shook her head. She felt tired but nothing else. Sore muscles, her hand that held the weapon couldn't stop trembling.

They were escorted downstairs by special forces. The entire apartment was cleared.

The Lieutenant pointed to the clown-masked terrorist that hung outside the window and was put down by their teammates. He then asked Noah, "You subdued all these people?"

“They are doing evil under the guise of revenge against me, and it’s my responsibility to stop them.” Noah nodded.

many of them over the years. But in the eyes of those people, not to mention ordinary civilians,

take the corpses of civilians to pave the way out when faced with

you, Mr. and Mrs. Quincy this time. Casualties were under control, and I

and asked Jacob, “Did anyone shoot at the clown-masked terrorist outside the

frowned and replied,

faces. She didn't

her gaze and also realized that something

the yards have been

was cleared of

are on the same page. They noticed the terrorists had explosives. It was impossible that they

to kill everyone. The killing was much like a fun game, and

planned at the

room at the

sound echoed

down the spiral staircase and saw Tristen sitting on the sofa, being treated as a victim and receiving treatment

There are

leave as soon as possible." Protecting this couple was a crucial task for the

shook her head. She then grabbed Noah in the lobby and

was a trap

door to the room on the third floor had been opened. The demolition team detected the presence of a time bomb in a

is he?” the lieutenant

the third floor." Noah didn't

take them

of the safe, "It's useless. You don't

his minions wanted to do before. After sitting in the lobby for so long, he gradually recalled the unusual behavior

underlings guarding him. Only then did

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