Chapter 820:

It was only then that she truly grasped how close death could feel.

No, this must be just an act, one of Verruckt’s plans, and he wasn’t really going to hurt her, she told herself.

“Move! Do you want me to end up dead here?” Her voice shook, thick with fear and urgency.

The men dressed in black hesitated, torn between conflicting choices.

If Verruckt got away, the silver reagent he carried would vanish with him.

Without wasting time, the leader pulled out his phone and called Josh. He explained the situation in just a few words.

“So, what now?” he asked grimly. “Do we save the drug, or do we save Miss Smith?”

question. She was certain that her father

men in black seemed to have their instructions. The leader’s face hardened, his tone

forgive us for

flared. “What are you

is a world

men didn’t

they lifted their guns, all aiming at her and Verruckt

out a mocking laugh. “Looks like Josh is colder than

he hurled the dagger. It struck the light above,

loud crash, the room was plunged into complete

an iron hook lying on the shelf. It was

at the top of his lungs, “Get that

Sparks lit up the pitch-black room, and groans of the wounded echoed with the crack of

darkness. It hit her then — the

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