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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.

their bulletproof modifications held, ininimising the damage.

car wouldn’t withstand

Avenue, and we’ll handle this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded,

“Yes.”

for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he knew this was far from

hit Willow Avenue, the

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

piercing gaze. He was relieved that Maggie wasn’t

local forces. The mercenaries realised they had lost their window of opportunity and struggled briefly before

gunfire, the area was wrecked and

“Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you had such a

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

your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter and

under attack. These people had such audacity to

a car in the middle of the

the close quarters of the space and

riddling the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes.

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

attack.

bulldozed through the crowd. Someone tried to pursue that man

too late to make any

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brow furrowed in determination as he surged forward to shove Nathael

defied his good intentions. On the contrary, he tossed Alex aside, moving to a nearby angel statue

him like a bull

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the angel statue, accompanied by a gush of water,

from the Winstons. Then he dashed towards Nathael.

shouted, “Mr. Harris!”

Nathael’s forehead, and a trace of blood rolled down from his face, adding

the heavy debris pinned half of his body in place. His eyes were drooping, and

recovered from the shock and called his men for help. He shouted, “Quick!

the rubble. Alex, pale–faced, was knelt quickly

His right arm was nearly drenched in

even grimmer, and his eyes reddened–knowing that if it weren’t for the rescue, Nathael

were merely risking their lives for their boss for the sake of money, but they

hired hands; they

set, a warm

the handsome man, casting a sacred

with blood, his arm bearing a shocking, languid beauty as it soaked

eyelashes quivered as he slowly opened

blurred, the dizziness waned, and his vision

his arm was wounded, he frowned. His first thought was that Maggie would