Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 381 Charley's Helpless

The cop car in the back noticed, too. "Attention. Attention. Snipers on the high ground," came the alert.

The siren wailed, blending with the screams of pedestrians.

Mark, the detective squad captain, barked, "Get the detained police car back to the prison now. Tell Hubert to head over. "Lock down all major traffic routes in the city.

"Send a team to evacuate the public."

"The rest of you, follow me."

With that, officers in black SWAT gear, armed with assault rifles, moved in to protect pedestrians and calm them down.

Another team started pinpointing the sniper's location, and Mark led the chase himself.

Alvin glanced at the wide-eyed, dead Antolin. After a moment, he stashed his sniper rifle and headed down the mountain path where his crew waited.

Thunderbolt

Prix of Avalia was a big deal internationally, but it was always held in Avalia. Teams that

first, they needed to pass

packed with hundreds of souped-up luxury cars. Rich guys and their dates

date on his arm, walked up to

of the organizers, greeted him warmly,

previous race, making him Avalia's top racer and giving him

close, Joseph said, "Just to have

to flatter him. Joseph was now the

had clinched first place in that championship before, he might have had a shot at the international Thunderbolt Prix. Who knows, maybe he could have raced alongside Aaron. Wonder who's really

don't think Joseph stands

chill ran down their spines. Joseph's eyes gleamed with disdain. His companion chimed in, her voice sharp, "Joseph, some say you don't measure up to

"You