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.

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

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

destination

“This detonator

slightly and then

careful,” Rhys blurted out, not expecting Harlee to dive into a yard teeming with venomous snakes. Worry paled his face as he quickly followed her down to offer

by the new human presence, moved toward them swiftly. However, after several gunshots rang out, many snakes were left motionless, and the rest seemed to reconsider, hesitating to

really succeed?

causing those inside the villa to shake with fear. So much so, that the armed men dropped their weapons. Her gaze was piercing and cold,

Rhys had an aura like that of the Grim Reaper himself. Every step he took made

picked up a snake from the floor and threw it at

a shot, and struck the slender snake in mid-air, its

was this? Their eyes shifted to the crowd gathering outside… Was it truly necessary to bring

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