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Chapter 82

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Chapter 82

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After assessing Warren for a full day and night, Quinlyn finally decided to stand up for him.

Warren was taken aback, and the heavy stone pressing down on his heart felt as though it was crumbling away at that moment. He blinked back tears, overwhelmed with gratitude.

He looked down into Quinlyn’s clear eyes and realized she had never judged him; now, she was willing to come forward for him.

“Thank you, Quinlyn. You have to come back safely,” Warren said earnestly.

“Mm–hmm.” Quinlyn nodded, tucking the gun into her jacket as she turned to catch up with the investigation team.

The team, fueled by adrenaline, matched Quinlyn’s pace, and they ran hard toward the first landslide.

As they approached, Quinlyn noticed unusual footprints in the mud.

“These are from the anti–magnetic suits,” Bennett identified the patterns, spotting a long drag mark on the ground. “They still have a hostage–it’s Michael!”

He’s alive! That news instantly boosted everyone’s spirits.

Quinlyn felt a slight alleviation in her chest, but the faint metallic scent of blood told her Michael was likely injured, leaving no time to waste.

Just then, gunfire erupted suddenly. The team quickly dropped to the ground, peering toward the source of the noise.

Through the gaps in the treetops, they could see two groups of people facing off against each other.

here; now let’s flank them for support,” Bennett strategized. He turned to see Quinlyn crouched quietly on the ground. For a moment, he hesitated, but eventually said,

this rain of bullets, he couldn’t risk her getting

dangerous. She nodded slightly, remaining low and quietly watching the situation in the woods

they were all seasoned operators. The momentum swung heavily in their favor from the moment they engaged. But the problem was, the other

it, if you keep shooting, I’ll finish him off!” shouted a little monk, pushed to his limit. He ripped off his anti–magnetic suit and

made sense–carrying a single machine was far easier than hauling around a bulky suit, allowing them to move freely even in the storm zone, which significantly increased their

escape.

fire, and slowly retrieved

everything you’ve

darkened. The magnetic field was too

wanted

didn’t give them any time to consider their options; he aimed and shot at Michael’s arm. The

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a dull thud.

dazed, cried out from the pain.

monk but was met with a warning shot fired by the other

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the opposing group were ruthless criminals, even Ivan couldn’t afford to play tricks. As he weighed the pros and cons, he caught a glimpse of movement behind the wanted criminals. A hand emerged. from the

the investigation team, Ivan felt a wave of relief wash over him. “Got it,

over.”

clearing,” the bald monk said flatly,

for the hostage. Otherwise, we’ll open fire, and we may as well announce that the hostage rescue

The monk seethed, ready to unleash a tirade, but was stopped by his boss from behind. Reluctantly, he agreed, “Make it quick.”

way over. The moment the 901 squad felt

backpack away. He then raised his gun, ready to shoot Ivan. Seizing the moment before he got dizzy, Ivan dove onto

of bullets caught the criminals off guard,

his teeth, he lunged toward Ivan, aiming

shot up from the hillside. It grasped a gleaming folding

scream erupted from the monk as he clutched his severed hand, rolling away

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