"He’s my big brother, what’s there to be afraid of?"
Anthony looked up at him in surprise, his mouth agape, unsure of what to say.
Zhuang Haoran had his own thoughts and said, "He’s misguided now, but whatever the case, he’s still a person. As long as we’re human, why should we fear another human?"
Anthony blinked his small eyes, seemingly understanding in that mont why the Duchess favored this man as the heir to the castle.
A black motorcycle led the way while a silver-grey sports car guarded behind. And trailing behind, at any mont, could be Zhuang Haoxiong’s gang closing in.
Under the vast night sky, with dawn nowhere in sight, the delayed arrival of daylight hinted at an uncertain and perilous future.
Gu Nuan sat on the motorcycle, and the bumpy ride due to the winding roads was taking its toll. The motorcycle, lacking the comfort of a car, was too much for her in her currently delicate condition.
At a turning point, Neo, seemingly having made a decision, suddenly halted his motorcycle.
The silver-grey sports car had to stop closely behind, with an air of curiosity.
Neo carried her over to the car.
Zhuang Haoran, instantly understanding Neo’s intention, unlocked the car door.
Gu Nuan had no ti to express her decision as she was swiftly placed into the back seat of the sports car.
All she could do was grab Neo’s clothing.
Neo turned his head, seeing her clutch his jacket, and was montarily taken aback.
Gu Nuan’s calm voice ca through: "Be careful."
At this mont, she was actually worried whether he could handle it alone?
Suddenly, he felt both amused and exasperated, rembering how she previously told him to go on alone. Perhaps, with her wit, she already knew what he planned to do next.
Of course, it was to act as bait.
He nodded at her.
Perhaps, for the first ti, he responded to her.
Gu Nuan quietly released her grip, knowing well the inner turmoil she felt at that mont, reminiscent of leaving Gu Sheng back then, when Gu Sheng had also grabbed her clothes, begging her not to go.
After taking a few steps, he seed to hesitate, as if sothing had crossed his mind. Then, quickly regaining focus, he returned to his motorcycle, donned his helt, and was ready to set off.
The sports car drove left, while the motorcycle moved right.
Zhuang Haoxiong, in his jeep, arrived at the T-junction and took the right path.
The motorcycle continued, reaching the city limits, near a riverside with nurous factories.
So idle factories, due to halted operations, stood empty.
The black motorcycle weaved serpentinely through the crisscrossing roads of the factory complex, seeking an exit while evading the jeep’s pursuit.
The jeep, like a glued shadow, kept up with the motorcycle.
Until, when the motorcycle suddenly entered an open area, and as the jeep was about to close in to stop it, two vehicles rushed out from both sides of the road leading to the opening, blocking the jeep’s path, forming an encirclent.
"Get out of the car!"
Several ard special forces personnel appeared like a tide from all directions around the open area, encircling both the jeep and the black motorcycle.
Zhuang Haoxiong’s jeep reacted first. With a bang, the jeep’s rear tal shell abruptly ruptured, releasing a large puff of smoke.
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