Chapter 137
Chapter 137: Episode 021 - Opportunity for Joint Training (1)
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Realizing the situation with sudden clarity, the crazed malefactor didn’t hesitate. His grip tightened around the knife in his hand, and with utter ruthlessness, he threw it towards Flossie Wright’s head—
Even if he was going to die, he was determined to take someone with him!
Simultaneously, several gunshots rang out.
"Bang, bang—"
Accompanied by the sound of the door being smashed open, the curtains being torn down, three gunshots echoed almost at the same time.
In the seemingly frozen air, the icy knife, glinting coldly, shot straight for Flossie’s forehead with lightning speed.
Flossie was indeed prepared and had sensed the danger from the very beginning. However, her movements were sluggish from the administered anesthesia . The drugs she had just taken were already affecting her. Even though she was aware of the incoming blade, by the time she managed to remove the syringe from her hand, something already felt amiss. Her senses were slowly deserting her.
In such a short time, Flossie, stripped of her quick reflexes, couldn’t evade the knife attack.
In a split second, the first bullet fired from the window collided unexpectedly with the incoming blade, slicing it into two at a speed that was impossible to track. Flossie frowned slightly, her vision only able to perceive the two halves of the blade parting to the side but still hurtling towards her.
A grim silhouette crouched in the window, the wind swirling, causing the half-drawn curtains to flutter wildly. Looking like waves, they followed the path of the gun which was instantly withdrawn. The next moment, he leaped out of the window, sweeping Flossie into his arms midair. In an instant, they both fell backwards, landing hard on the cold, solid ground.
"Clatter", "clatter" - the two flying blade pieces landed on the floor, ringing out clearly.
On the other side, two bullets passed through the assailant’s head with perfect accuracy. As Mia Lawson was panicking and utterly disconcerted, the person holding her by the hair suddenly lost all strength, then slowly slid down, leaning against the wall before collapsing to the ground.
Mia Lawson, released from her ordeal, let out a particularly piercing scream. Clutching her already foggy head, she huddled on the ground, sobbing hysterically.
Rowdy Brightwill was the first to enter. After firing the first shot, he immediately ran over to his "former teammate." He fired one shot at his forehead and another at his chest. Fresh blood spilled out, staining the scene red. His wide-open eyes still brimmed with disbelief, as if he never thought his life would end this way.
Rowdy Brightwill, lips a thin line, with a heavy heart, closed his "teammate’s" eyes. He cast a glance towards screaming Mia, preparing to check on Flossie.
However, he had barely taken a step when Mia, who was sobbing on the ground, grabbed his leg. Her disheveled hair half-covered her teary face. Her words were slurred, and tears and snot smeared her cheeks. She begged in a pitiful state, "Help me... help me... sob, sob, sob...."
Rowdy tried to carry on, but she was making it rather difficult.
"We need some doctors here!" exclaimed Rowdy, trying to conceal his anxiety. Mia was undoubtedly injured, and regardless of how much he was worried about Flossie, he had to first deal with Mia’s condition.
After yelling towards the outside, Rowdy scooped Mia up. Upon being held, Mia began shivering as if she had found a source of comfort. She grabbed onto his collar tightly with no intention of letting go, looking like a terrified little bunny.
— End of Chapter 137 —