Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Her gaze was fixed on the direction of the distant city in North America, which was thousands of miles from her.

An explosion had rocked that city, precisely where Summer resided.

As soon as the nearby devices reacted, he boarded a helicopter with K, bound directly for the headquarters.

Beck and Abner sat in a car seven hundred meters away, watching red dots scatter in all directions on their computer.

These were the IP addresses, presumably associated with BK members, intercepted in the vicinity within a short time.

The BK organization had once appeared in North America, known by a very few; it wasn't as mysterious as the research base.

Thanks to Walter and Abner's information network, pinning down K's whereabouts wasn't too tricky.

K had erred in appearing outside Forbidden Island, thereby exposing his whereabouts. All it took was keeping an eye on him from

there.

However, K, ever cunning, eschewed returning to BK's headquarters, opting instead for this city.

This was the city where the Grand Elder and Christ had sought retirement, where Summer lived as well, with part of BK's power

scattered here mainly to secure the two elders.

When Abner's forces bombed this place, destroying Summer's residence, they also demolished where the Grand Elder and Christ

stayed.

Christ had been moved by Summer, and now a group was flying toward BK headquarters, incessantly laying ambushes for Abner's

team.

K sat in the helicopter, smirking.

"Looks like they've found this place. I thought lan had gone to Astronia, that this city would be safe."

Summer remained silent, his face bearing a gentle smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

Astronia, after all, it was information deliberately leaked by the research base to lure

intrigued by it.

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attributed it to Cania's closeness to the “lungs of the earth,” assuming that the primitive

myriad viruses.

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bad for him, once he went

curious about the identity of the person from the research

to have solidified his power within BK at such

rules forbade inquiring about each

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broke the silence, "Where is

night's bombing, there would be few

have

on Cynthia; he must find her

Summer and Cynthia had becenemies. Their relationship used to be close—what

love turned

who showed no mercy, how

alive. How could I bear

as he spoke. Those unaware would

remained silent, his gaze turning

people in BK, and soon enough, reinforcements arrived to ensure their safety,

returned to

go to his residence and enter the surveillance

surveillance room, and the first step in any retreat was to destroy it, leaving

behind.

message from the research base, asking him and

his shadow, always by his

"Philip, should we go?"

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