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The man wore a safety helmet with his head slightly lowered, revealing his dark skin. His workwear was covered in dust. It could be seen that he was a long-term laborer at first glance.

Gwendolyn’s gaze shifted slightly downward. She understood the situation upon seeing his spotless shoes.

“Lead the way.”

“This way, please.”

The man stretched out his hand, revealing the thick clluses on the purlicue of his right hand.

Gwendolyn glanced briefly before withdrawing her gaze, and she followed the man.

The man deliberately led her down a quiet and secluded path. As they approached a condemned building, Gwendolyn stopped in her tracks.

“I don’t think we are on the right path,” she said as she halted in her tracks..

The man leading the way froze for a moment but soon regained his composure. He replied, “Mr. Wrington was worried that you might be hungry, so he has already ordered dinner for you. That’s why we’re taking this shorter route.”

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and stared at him without saying a word. Her clear and cold bright eyes seemed to be able to see through one’s heart.

The man was taken aback by her gaze. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at her again.

“Let’s go.”

Initially, she stopped to test him slightly because she wanted to give the man a chance to take action directly against her. However, even though the man could have dealt with her right there, he did not make a move.

She felt that there was a bigger surprise waiting for her up ahead.

As expected, as she got closer to the condemned building, a swift black shadow suddenly darted out from behind the broken pillar, rapidly charging toward her.

Gwendolyn had anticipated that. She took half a step back and dodged the fatal blow with a sidestep. However, just as she stood firm on her feet, sudden noises came from overhead.

As soon as she looked up, a hard slab on top of the building hurtled toward her head. She swiftly dodged with a few flips before she had time to think and successfully landed safely on the grass at the

side.

With a thunderous crash, the slab fell to the ground, stirring up a thick layer of dust that seemed to shroud the air in a fog. After the dust gradually cleared out, ten strong men leaped out from the shadows and surrounded her, which made her unable to escape.

Before she could catch

group of people charged

the previous group’s brainless approach, this group’s attacks were

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seemingly incorporating kickboxing, jiu-jitsu,

that person really thinks highly

elegantly pinching her slender fingertips. A coldness gradually

her eyes.

the mastermind still did not fully

over with her curled finger, “Are you guys

launched their

routines of every move, that group of people could not gain the upper hand in their attacks other than their large numbers of people, in her

who had trespassed onto the construction base. Sensing that there

are

taken down the last person with

who hurried over were stunned

even be

wailing in pain. Adhering to the principle that he had to do something rather than nothing, he then instructed

on Ms. Shalders. You guys must have a

dusted off her hands and smiled with satisfaction. “Very well, tie them up and take them straight to the police

she bypassed Jake and the others who had hurried over. She left the film. and television construction base without looking

her charismatic figure walking away, and his

Gwendolyn sent someone from Shadow Bell to

had been following her recently were

she murmured, and a hint of mockery smile appeared on

are recklessly digging their own graves. Why do they keep finding trouble for themselves, as if they are not afraid of the

to hurry up and deliver the

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twice as many workers. Then, she asked Jake to work

hot. Nonetheless, Gwendolyn continued

“Kiddo.”

behind her. She turned around and was somewhat

so I figured you’d be here. I thought I’d stop by to meet you. Why don’t we grab something to eat

“All right.”

help her in taking off her helmet and dotingly used a tissue to wipe. the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. Then, he

restaurant, Treyton skillfully ordered meals for

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