This King Victor Yann really ans what he says.
Aiden Campbell was worried that if he continued to stall, not even an hour would pass, so he quickly agreed and called his n, instructing them to inform him imdiately if they saw Eliza Fletcher or any suspicious people.
More than half an hour later, soone reported seeing a car with a woman heading towards the outskirts.
Aurelia Shaw and Mason Nightshade got in the car to set off. The rain was still pouring down heavily. Aurelia looked at Mason's back and suddenly explained, "Against soone like that, if I didn't use this thod, he would never have opened his mouth."
Mason looked at her blankly. It took him a mont to realize she was referring to the incident in the car dealing with Brother Leopard.
"I'm not blaming you," Mason said, holding her hand. "In situations like this, you need to use the right thods to deal with them. I know it better than you do. What bothers is that, despite having so many people around and being right there, it required you to make a move. People like that aren't worth getting your hands dirty."
Aurelia looked down at her fingertips, still stained with traces of blood, and held them out to him, "They're already dirty."
"If they're dirty, we'll wash them." Mason held her hand and got in the car, giving Dylan Harper a kick to get him to the front seat. "Drive."
Dylan scratched his head, bewildered. What got into Nightshade all of a sudden?
Mason took out a wet wipe, cleaning each of her fingers one by one. Seeing the man still lying on the backseat floor, he frowned impatiently and said, "Why is this man still here? Throw him in the trunk."
"Yes, Nightshade." Six deftly tossed the man into the trunk.
Heading east along the outskirts was a mud house, with a car parked on the vacant lot out front. From Brother Leopard, they had learned there were only ten people. Mason and his team could handle these few in no ti.
But with Eliza Fletcher in their hands, they couldn't afford to alert the enemy.
The car stopped 200 ters away, and they crouched and approached on foot.
Before the two guards could react, with a snap, Dylan and his n swiftly twisted their necks and dragged them into the bushes.
Six crouched under the window, observing the situation inside. "The person is hanging, five are drinking, and three are wandering around chatting. They're all ard."
Mason glanced seriously inside. "Action!"
With the order given, three of them darted out like leopards. Unprepared, the people inside were caught off guard and, in their daze, had their necks twisted, lifeless.
The others, realizing what was happening, imdiately drew their guns.
"Bang bang—" two gunshots rang out.
Mason dodged, pulling a person in front of him as a shield, kicked the gun out of another's hand, and drew his gun—
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three shots fired.
Three n fell.
Aurelia, crouched behind the window, watched the entire scene unfold, her blood boiling with excitent. Mason and his team's actions were quick and efficient, working together in perfect harmony. Even though it was a small raid, not a single flaw could be found.
They dealt with ten n in less than ten seconds. It wasn't that the group was incompetent; it was that Mason and his team's skills were simply too good!
Aurelia felt an increasingly strong desire to have Mason train her.
Dylan checked around to ensure no one had slipped through, then went over to untie Eliza Fletcher's wrists and bring her down.
"Hey? How are you? Wake up." Dylan patted her face.
Eliza Fletcher groggily ca to her senses.
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