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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

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

this outside the Holy Cathedral, Nathael commanded, his tone as icy

“Yes.”

situation long enough for Alex to catch his breath. Still, he knew

Willow Avenue,

their rival joined in, intensifying the struggle between the two groups. Along the

with his 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 commencing their

gunfire, the area was wrecked

Winstons, rushed forward. He apologised profusely to Nathael and said, “Mr. Harris, we’re deeply sorry you had such a terrible

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

swear to God that we will always stand as your most devoted allies. I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter

distinguished guest had come under attack. These people had such

a car in the middle of the chaos, sending it

close quarters of the space and their positioning on the grass before the Holy Cathedral.

the incoming vehicle with countless bullet holes. However, the vehicle was too close, leaving them

distance and abruptness left them powerless

attack.

the crowd. Someone tried to pursue that man in

too late to make

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furrowed in determination as he

On the contrary, he tossed

truck charged towards him

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thunderous crash, the angel statue, accompanied by a gush of water, was toppled by the impact, scattering dust and debris everywhere.

a traitor from the Winstons. Then he dashed

“Mr.

shard from the statue sliced across Nathael’s forehead, and a trace

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

his men for help.

quickly by Nathael, tearing his garment to apply

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

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

for the sake of money, but they

they willingly gave their lives for

sun set, a warm his nearly

man, casting a sacred glow upon translucent

arm bearing a

as he slowly opened his eyes.

dizziness waned, and his vision cleared gradually.

frowned. His first thought was that Maggie would receive