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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.

modifications held,

this, the car wouldn’t withstand a sustained attack.

Willow Avenue, and we’ll handle this outside the Holy

“Yes.”

swiftly came to their aid. They contained the situation long enough for Alex

hit Willow Avenue, the

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

collected with his piercing gaze. He was relieved that Maggie wasn’t in the car with him.

at the Holy Cathedral, bringing with them the local forces. The mercenaries realised they had lost their window

the area was wrecked and ravaged.

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

Nathael wiped his bloodied fingers, saying, “It’s not your fault. If it weren’t for your timely intervention, we

thoroughly investigate this

come under attack. These people had such audacity to strike Nathael

middle of the chaos, sending it racing towards

of the space and their positioning on

approaching vehicle, riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too close, leaving them with minimal time to

quick reaction, the event’s short distance and abruptness left them powerless to

attack.

tried to pursue that man

was too late to

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in determination as he surged forward to shove

contrary, he tossed

charged towards him like a bull gone

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statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was toppled

the opportunity, Alex took down a traitor from the Winstons. Then he dashed towards

“Mr. Harris!”

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

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

men for help.

Alex, pale–faced, was knelt quickly by Nathael, tearing his garment to apply

nearly drenched in blood; the metallic scent of blood was heavy

that if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael would not have sustained such

sake of money, but they

mere hired hands; they willingly gave their lives

a

man, casting a

his arm bearing a

he slowly opened his eyes.

blurred, the dizziness waned, and his vision cleared gradually.

his arm was wounded, he frowned. His first thought was that Maggie would receive her love letter much later.