Chapter 1292

Chapter 1292:

Rhys watched silently, marveling at how such a fool had gained power.

“Drop all your weapons here and leave the island if you want to preserve what Miss Santos left!” Herman shouted, attempting to bargain with Harlee.

Herman had done his homework, knowing Harlee was Tonya’s best friend, and tried to use that to his advantage.

As Herman spoke, he nudged the young man’s waist, silently signaling him to push the detonator forward. “Hurry up, or we’ll all go down with this island!”

Rhys’ brow creased. He loathed threats, particularly those aimed at Harlee. He encircled her slim waist with one arm, drawing her close for protection, while his free hand quietly took her silver pistol. His tone was resolute. “I’ll take care of this.”

Following Rhys’ action, three gunshots echoed through the air. The young man collapsed into a pool of blood, while Herman slumped to the floor, his pants stained with blood, yet he displayed no sign of pain.

man’s arm, the next bullet pierced his forehead, and

in shock as Patrick, from his position on the wall,

your destination for

said, “This detonator

nodded slightly and then leaped into the

teeming with venomous snakes. Worry paled his face as he

However, after several gunshots rang out, many snakes were left motionless, and the rest seemed to reconsider, hesitating to get closer to

to find words. Could this tactic really succeed? He followed suit, taking aim and

much so, that the armed men dropped their weapons. Her gaze was piercing and cold, her expression filled only with merciless intent as she stared down at

like that of the Grim Reaper himself. Every step

Herman picked up a snake from the floor and threw

fired a shot, and struck the slender snake

of masterful marksmanship was this? Their eyes shifted to the crowd gathering outside… Was it truly necessary to bring so many people to handle them?

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