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Clearly, Nathael didn’t find this surprising.

Unfazed, he barely gave a glance before he issued a cool command, “Get the Winstons on the line for backup.

“Understood,” came the reply.

Alex pushed the accelerator hard, attempting to lose the persistent tall while simultaneously reaching out to the Winstons‘ point person.

Not long after, with a swift twist of the wheel, he veered onto another highway.

Their pursuer was caught off guard by the sudden maneuver at such breakneck speeds, couldn’t adjust in time, and continued straight ahead, missing the turn.

“Damn it!” The driver was a foreigner. He pounded the steering wheel in frustration before swiftly changing course to attempt another blockade.

The earpiece buzzed with other people’s voices, indicating that someone was in charge behind the scenes.

Once Alex shook off their tail, it wasn’t long before two grey sedans shot out on either side of a crossroads, boxing him in with precision.

Metal scraping echoed as sparks flew from the collision.

Alex shifted into reverse gear, attempting to retreat and break free from the encirclement of cars on both sides. However, unfortunately, there were several vehicles behind him that drove normally, leaving him with nowhere to reverse.

Luckily, Nathael’s backup arrived just in time. Two black sedans burst from the side streets, slamming directly into the grey cars.

The force of the impact made the vehicles shake and jolt violently, giving them no chance to recover.

With Nolan’s men now on the scene, Alex coordinated with the ally behind him to comer one of the

grey cars against a wall.

The brutal collision sent the grey car crash into a signpost and flip over with a thunderous bang.

Taking one car out of the equation made handling the second one easier.

Alex didn’t stay to fight. He took a sharp turn into a side street, leaving the pursuit in the capable hands of his allies.

“The Winstons will be here in five minutes, Alex stated, his voice deep, though they had barely cleared the alley when they encountered a group of helmeted mercenaries on motorcycles.

Their towering figures loomed, and the roar of their modified engines grated harshly, even from a distance.

“Bang!”

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Alex reacted instantly. He swerved the wheel, but a bullet still managed to plerce the windshield, leaving a web of cracks around a small hole.

bulletproof modifications held,

the car wouldn’t withstand a sustained

the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his

“Yes.”

men swiftly came to their aid. They contained the situation long enough for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he knew

hit Willow Avenue,

more pursuers from their rival joined in, intensifying the struggle between the two groups. Along the way, people frequently fell off the vehicles, or

his piercing gaze. He was

bringing with them the local forces. The mercenaries realised

gunfire, the area was wrecked and

“Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you had such a terrible ordeal on our territory.

wiped his bloodied fingers, saying, “It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely intervention, we would have faced a bitter fight.”

we will always stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate

had come under attack. These people had

a car in the middle of the chaos,

quarters of the space and

the approaching vehicle, riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes. However,

and abruptness

attack.

the crowd. Someone tried to pursue that man in a vehicle.

late to make any

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in determination as he surged

Nathael wore an icy gaze and defied his good intentions. On the contrary, he tossed Alex aside, moving to a nearby angel statue for cover.

him like a

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statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was

Alex took down a traitor from the Winstons. Then

“Mr. Harris!”

and rubble lay everywhere. A shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of blood rolled down from his face, adding a touch of savage beauty and

place. His eyes were drooping, and his complexion was pale. He

his men for

to remove the rubble. Alex, pale–faced, was knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing his garment to apply pressure

right arm was nearly drenched in blood; the metallic scent of blood was heavy in the air.

if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael

for their boss for the sake of money, but they didn’t know how often he had

were not mere hired hands; they

sun set, a warm

the handsome man, casting a

white shirt was now soaked with blood, his arm bearing a shocking, languid beauty as it soaked with

as he slowly opened

the dizziness waned, and his vision cleared gradually.

was that