?Chapter 466:


    Spencer, the head of operations at the mour Club, greeted Sean first. He informed him, “The police have controlled the situation downstairs. The search is ongoing in the private rooms on the second floor. There are still two rooms here that haven’t been checked yet.”


    Suppressing his fury, Spencer forcefully kicked the two men multiple times. “Unbelievable! Are you insane? How dare you provoke my friends?”


    The bald man remained seated, incapacitated by a shot that rendered his right leg unusable, making escape impossible.


    The bald man stopped trying to escape and quietly hid the two pistols under his body. He shifted his position to make sure the pistols were well-hidden while the others were talking.


    The minion writhing in pain saw what his leader was doing and provided cover for him. Although they endured the beatings withoutint, both men were secretly cursing and nning to find a chance for revengeter.


    “Well, the bodies inside…” Kaiden’s voice trembled with fear as he looked over the corpses in the room. There were six bodies in total. He believed Norah was responsible. Her sharpshooting skills had made a deep impression on him when he was kidnapped by the Fox Alliance. He had even dreamed of bing a skilled shooter himself to deliver justice.


    The sight of so many dead bodies shook him, but he wasn’t surprised that Norah could overpower them all. He was just a bit frightened by the sight of so many bloody corpses.


    Spencer was shocked when he noticed the corpses by the door. The sight terrified him. After all, there were so many bodies inside!


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    Bryson walked up to Joanna with a worried look and sighed. “Joanna, you should stay home and rest. It’s a dangerous world.”


    The bloodshed was truly horrific. Life seemed to be of little value to those involved. A single bullet could end a life. Bryson was concerned about what further dangers Joanna might face.


    Joanna pursed her lips. “Why shouldn’t I be here? Norah invited me. I’m at home recovering from an injury, not in jail.”


    Only then did Bryson have the chance to really look at Norah. She seemed indifferent, her facepletely calm. In fact, none of the four people in the private room appeared to be afraid. Even he had been startled by the sight of so many dead bodies, but Norah was strikinglyposed. There was also a Scott girl there. Despite her reputation as a delicate rich girl, she too wasposed and didn’t shed a single tear.


    “You can go out if she invites you,” Bryson said. Norah had been a benefactor to his family, and they would go to great lengths to amodate her needs.


    Spencer was so shocked that he couldn’t form a coherent sentence. He pointed at the corpses with a trembling finger and stammered, “This… this is…” This crisis was the biggest he had faced since taking over the mour Club.


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