A car had been prepared for them. Alia Shaw and Sophie Sullivan got in, and the man in black let them pass. In the car, Alia Shaw and Sophie Sullivan remained silent throughout the journey.
Alia Shaw put on a brave face. Frank Mitchell had told her that the effect of the dicine could only last for one hour. One hour later, the maniac will wake up. So, I have to finish this within an hour. She took out her mobile phone, ostensibly toying with it, but in reality, she had already dialed Frank Mitchell’s number.
She asked the man in black, "Where is Thomas Shannon?"
The man in black, being cautious, didn’t say outright, "Miss Shaw, you’ll know when we get there."
Alia Shaw had no other alternative but to hang up. She began sharing her location with Frank Mitchell. Her mobile phone was already set to silent. Frank Mitchell quickly replied to her, "Understood."
There were only her, Sophie Sullivan, and two black-clad bodyguards in the car. Alia Shaw explained the situation to Frank Mitchell, telling him to be prepared. This has to succeed on the first try.
Twenty minutes later, the man in black saw a black sedan in the rearview mirror, following them, not too far, not too close.
"Damn it, we’re being followed!"
BANG! BANG!
Gunshots echoed. Alia Shaw scread, covered her head, and ducked.
"Quick, contact Young Master! Request backup!" one man in black yelled at the other, drawing his pistol and firing.
Sophie Sullivan, who had been sitting frozen, suddenly shrieked.
The man in black turned his head. In that instant, a bullet shattered the car window, and he was shot in the head. Blood splattered everywhere.
Seeing his comrade take a bullet, the other bodyguard, in desperation, called Charlie River. "It’s an ambush! The maniac is in the car..."
BANG!
The man in black’s eyes were wide open in death as his body slumped over the steering wheel, motionless.
Alia Shaw pushed open the car door and got out. She looked at the newcors. "Where’s Frank Mitchell?"
"Mr. Mitchell is in Imperial City."
These n instantly pulled open the other car door, dragged Sophie Sullivan out, shoved her into a nearby black sedan, and imdiately drove off.
I didn’t expect anyone to die. Now that both bodyguards are dead, if I stay here unhard, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. Alia Shaw thought.
"Wait!" she called out to one of them. "I’ll go with you."
The man nodded. Alia Shaw opened the car door and got in.
Soon, the black sedans disappeared down the road.
「On the other end...」
Charlie River, his face icy, approached Thomas Shannon. "Young Master, Alia Shaw has made her move. Sothing has happened to the maniac..."
"What did you say?" Thomas Shannon set down his horsewhip, his cold eyes filled with a chilling, murderous aura.
"The bodyguard called just now, saying the maniac was in the car. I heard gunshots, and then there was no further response from him. I suspect they’ve run into trouble, and the maniac is also in danger."
Tossing aside the horsewhip, Thomas Shannon stomped on William Field’s face. "Call your father! Tell him to release my people!"
Covered in blood and barely breathing, William Field let out a faint laugh. "...Dream on."
Enraged, Thomas Shannon kicked him fiercely in the head. William Field fainted on the spot.
With a cold snort, Thomas Shannon turned and walked out. His face was grim, his cold eyes radiating a crimson, brutal killing intent. "Send people to find her imdiately! No matter what, bring the maniac back to !"
"Yes, Young Master!"
George Field had already anticipated that the first thing Thomas Shannon would do upon receiving the news was to blockade all major intersections and airports.
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