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.

The glass shattered, and

on disabling it,

shards of the broken car window, the two

restricted George’s mobility, yet it also hindered the

manoeuvres.

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

repeatedly trying to squeeze the trigger at George, but George refused to give him 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 car, facing cramped conditions. He couldn’t move fast enough to evade, yet he succeeded in sidestepping any

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and restarted the car, but his efforts were interrupted by the unmistakable sound of gunfire–a bullet had

exited the driver’s seat.

pinpointing crucial areas. While this assassin didn’t match the prowess of Shadowblade, he was undoubtedly a member of Dark Shadow. Despite

be a

and recognising George as a formidable opponent, they chose to cease investing any

his shoulder utilized his

preparing to open the door, George braced himself on the shattered, glass- strewn hood, vaulted over from the front

the opponent couldn’t match his pace, a smooth elbow strike forcefully landed on the man’s cheek, disorienting him and

gun, coughed up blood as he made his way closer to the car. His gaze

hand appeared, seizing the assassin’s arm that held the gun. The bullet tore through the car window, and swiftly

gun from his grasp and, without a moment’s hesitation,

the bullet