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Chapter 210

Chapter 210

This time, Zebulon didn’t cry. Quinlyn felt that Zebulon right widerstand

The future was promising.

Because of this, Glenn worked day and night, not daring to erop for a moment. But Zebulon personally ruined his future

It was difficult for Quinlyn to tell right from wrong. She could only try her best to fulfill her promise. Til Borrow Joseph’s lat for you to stay in. Don’t be afraid.

Zebulon understood what Quinlyn meant. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. “You”

Bang! A loud noise exploded from outside the window.

Quinlyn quickly distinguished the direction and pushed Zebulon forward. In the next second, the snaring air wave exploder from the chassis.

Boom! The car flipped twice in the air and crashed to the ground. The front engine and fuel tank immediately burst into flames, and the smell of gasoline poured into the carriage.

Quinlyn broke open the seat and dragged Zebulon out. Seeing that the driver in front was already dead, she pursed her lips, turned her head, and took Zebulon out first.

Fortunately, the rear door was damaged. As soon as they went out, they were blown to the side of the road by an explosion

The street was engulfed in chaos, teeming with people fleeing in terror and echoing with screams.

The surprise attack involved bombs planted in the street, preventing other escorts from getting close as they were pinned down by gunfire.

The Hill family’s bodyguard shouted, “There’s a sniper! Get down!”

Quinlyn pulled Zebulon into the bushes by the roadside and said, “Stay down. They can’t hit you from this angle.”

Quinlyn held Zebulon down, ensuring the guardrail was tall enough to conceal them from the sniper’s view. Then, her dark eyes peeked out.

ahead, one on the roof of the building to the left, and one on the third floor of the shop to

reported the position of the sniper she saw refracted by the reflector to the

clothing, Quinlyn swiftly slipped her hand into the grasp of a woman who rushed past in a panic and darted

out to the street. Just as she was about to cross the street, she noticed a man in a black trench coat. The

saw the man’s route and was startled. She dashed back and shouted, “Watch out! There’s

the man and jumped onto his back, wrapping her black scarf around his

“Shoot!”

ducked, feeling the

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a thud. Quinlyn scrambled off him, slammed onto the hood of a nearby

car’s engine, narrowly

people were determined to kill Zebulon. Quinlyn wasn’t sure if there was a

second until, suddenly, the storefront window

down, along with a

where the sniper shot. The

family’s bodyguards emerged one by one. After checking the opposite side, they reported, “The

that moment, backup still

and melodious, blending into the music from the street–side shops. But she

was during the joint operation in Brynton. Besides, the 901 Military Base, then it

panic in the bustling city. But the plan to send Zebulon to the unguarded Briarwood University lab had been scrapped.

Special Operations. Quinlyn, as a special

had given Special Operations a heads–up, Zebulon’s accommodations

that drug, isn’t it? Someone wanted to use my father and me

was still hoarse. His face was pale, but his mood was much better than before. Those bullets that had grazed him had

a reason for not letting me stay.” After saying that,

Zebulon

with the subsequent investigation and interrogation.

most of the Special Operations personnel out on missions, the atmosphere inside was relatively relaxed. Quinlyn had special permission to come and go freely from the archives, so she often spent time there reading about all