Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resumecting the Genius Within

Chapter 432 Against Two Assassins

The hotel shuttle was parked at the back entrance.

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George helped Isabelle into the van, but just as the door was closing, a hand grabbed it tightly. Suddenly, a sound from above–someone had jumped onto the roof of the car.

George moved quickly, kicking the hand on the door to force the person away. He shut the door forcefully and shouted, “Go!”

The driver started the engine.

The assassin on the roof appeared at the front of the car, pointing a gun at Isabelle through the windshield.

Frightened, the driver left the car and ran away.

George protected Isabelle and ducked to avoid the bullets coming their way. The windshield broke, scattering glass everywhere.

He snatched a blanket from the nearby seat, threw it over the windshield to block the shooter’s view, then jumped from the back seat to the front and kicked the assassin in the head.

The assassin jumped out of the car.

George quickly closed the driver’s door.

The assassin he had shoved earlier tried to open the back door again, but George locked it just in time.

While getting ready to speed off, a shadowy gun barrel emerged outside the window.

avoid the bullet. The glass shattered, and the assassin outside punched

intent on disabling it, yet the assassin deftly outmanoeuvred him.

the shards of the broken car window, the two engaged in a desperate struggle.

restricted George’s mobility, yet it also hindered the two

manoeuvres.

flung open, revealing an assassin wielding a dagger, instantly putting George in

driver’s seat had been armed with a gun, repeatedly trying to squeeze the trigger at George, but George

of the assassin by the driver’s seat against the window, briefly immobilizing him. With a swift motion, he fired the gun in his hand, grazing his own shoulder as the bullet sped towards the assassin

couldn’t move fast enough to evade, yet he succeeded in sidestepping any lethal harm, as the

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but his efforts were interrupted by the unmistakable sound of gunfire–a

promptly exited the

Shadowblade, he was undoubtedly a member of Dark Shadow. Despite his lesser skill, he outclassed

assassins prove to be a

George as a formidable opponent, they chose

a bullet lodged in his shoulder utilized

door, George braced himself on the shattered, glass- strewn hood, vaulted over from the front of the car, took a swift stride forward, and compelled the assassin, who

pace, a smooth elbow strike forcefully landed

the gun, coughed up blood as he made his way closer to the car. His gaze fixed on the unconscious figure of Isabelle in the backseat. He raised the gun,

the assassin’s arm that held the gun. The bullet tore through the car window, and swiftly thereafter, George’s knee forcefully collided with the assassin’s

in agony, George deftly seized the gun from his grasp and, without a moment’s hesitation, pulled the trigger, aiming it

the bullet