Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

"It's you?" Cyrus and Angelina were both shocked.

The man before them was the same assassin who had severely injured Angelina during their last encounter and abducted Lauren.

Now, he was here again. Though he remained unmoved, his presence still sent chills down Angelina's spine.

Meanwhile, Cyrus stared incredulously at Remy's familiar yet unfamiliar face. He looked a lot like Damien.

"If you had fired and killed any of them, you might have had a chance to catch up. Unfortunately, you didn't."

Remy's eyes were cold, and his hands were tucked into the pockets of his black leather jacket. His tone dripped with disdain toward Cyrus as he said, "That's why I've always looked down on you police officers.

"Even with the power to punish evil, you still hesitate just to look out for yourselves. Now, you won't catch up."

"Who... are you?" Cyrus asked sternly. His forehead was covered in sweat.

"You're about to die. There's no point in knowing." As Remy said that, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He then suddenly moved, charging straight toward Cyrus.

"Angelina! Quickly go after them! Inform Lyse and Jasper that Lauren is in danger!" Cyrus shouted at Angelina, narrowly avoiding a fierce punch from Remy.

Angelina nodded anxiously. Although she was worried about Cyrus' safety, she wouldn't catch the kidnappers if she joined the fight. Also, she couldn't defeat this terrifying man. She would only be a hindrance.

only way they might

few steps, another person wearing a black

by the figure, it was a

to hell!" Angelina, desperate to save Lauren, felt a

Remy were fighting intensely, she fought with the female

with all her might, attacking fiercely and swiftly. However, the assassin was

a folding knife from her waist and stabbed the woman before her

dodge. Instead, she took the blow

out a painful whimper. The knife struck just below her

could have been a fatal blow,

contracted

it. And even if

the western suburbs... The person you're looking for should

for breath but pushed

weak yet determined eyes. After a nod, she

Cyrus was showing signs of fatigue in

years as a police officer, he had never encountered anyone who could fight

fighting, this man seemed to become more energized, as if he were