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Ellen was already struggling against one assassin, the aura from his opponent making the nd on the back of his neck numb.
It wasn’t until two members of the guard came to help that he managed to hold his ground.
The other eighteen guards were fighting four assassins and were still having a hard time.
If the guards weren’t elite, some would have already fallen.
After a moment of grappling, the fight was stuck in a stalemate.
Adide was starting to show signs of fatigue against the five assants. Her cedarwood scent was a little chaotic, but she held the line stubbornly, not letting the assassins get an inch closer to the vehicle.
Her wolf was howling restlessly in her mind, constantly telling her that something was off with the assassins.
She could only push herself, her ws turning white from the strain.
Ellen nced back, confusion in his eyes. He had seen Adide’s fighting power at the Southern Border. She shouldn’t be struggling this much against five assassins.
But he was tied up and couldn’t get free to help. He could only watch as Adide’s movements slowed by a half–second.
The guards fighting the four assassins were in danger several times, the assassins‘ ws grazing their chests.
And with that, there were only five guards left protecting the car, and the scent barrier was much weaker.
Ellen suddenly realized something was wrong.
The assassins were either going for a suicidal attack or leaping up frequently to observe–they seemed to be looking for a weakness, or waiting for a signal to retreat.
He was suddenly rmed and yelled out, “They aren’t here to rescue her. They’re here to kill
her!”
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The moment he said it, one assassin suddenly broke free, their scent exploding in a frenzy.
Their legs shifted instantly. The thick, muscr wolf legs kicked off the ground and they sprinted toward the car.
Ellen’s pupils contracted, but it was toote to help. The moment the w ripped through the window curtain, a woman’s scream came from inside the car.
As the scream pierced the air, the nine assassins immediately jumped up and scattered in different directions.
Ellen was now certain of his guess.
They definitely weren’t here to rescue Madison; they were here to kill her.
But when he looked at the car, hepletely froze.
The assassin who charged the car had been pulled inside. Only their legs were sticking out of the car, clearly immobilized.
Adide walked over, smiling, and pulled back the car curtain.
Ellen leaned closer and was stunned. How was Lance inside the car?
Next to Lance, Madison was securely tied to one side of the vehicle. The scream hade
from her.
Her eyes were fierce, staring deadly at the immobilized assassin.
Lance grabbed the assassin and pulled him out of the car, handing him to Ellen. “Take him back <i>to </i>the Ministry of Justice. He’s been neutralized and can’t move, and the poison capsule in his mouth has been removed<i>, </i>but don’t let your guard down. Once you get back, inject him with a muscle rxant. Rogues who are willing to be disposable killers like this might try to hurt their own vital organs, not just use poison.”
Ellen immediately had people take control of the assassin,
He looked at Lance with confusion. When did Lance get in the car? The car was empty except for Madison when they left the Ministry of Justice, and guards were escorting it the whole way.
“Gamma Adide, what the hell is going on?” Ellen couldn’t help but ask.
“Get him back to the Ministry of Justice first. I’ll exinter,” Adide said.
She turned to Lance and gave him a triumphant fist bump.
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She smiled. “You head back to the Ministry of Justice first. I’ll ride in the car with the team.”
“Good. The rest is up to you.”
Lance nced at Madison.
Madison immediately stared back coldly, gritting her teeth. “You think this will make me confess?”
Lance chuckled and leaned in close to her ear. “Whether you confess or not doesn’t matter at all. Our goal was to catch an assassin and make a certain someone more terrified. To be honest, I already know who that person is.”
Madison showed no surprise, just a dismissive curl of her lip.
She mocked, “So what? Go tell Lycan Erasmus. Show him the evidence.”
“You’ll see the result yourself,” Lance smiled and sped off on his motorcycle.
Adide got into the car, urging Ellen, “Let’s go! Hurry!”
Ellen got on his motorcycle and continued to lead the convoy.
Inside the car, Madison red at Adide.
This was the first time she’d been alone with Adide since her arrest.
Every time she was questioned, it was done by the Ministry of Justice staff. Adide had appeared, but only to observe for a bit before leaving.
“You bitch!” Madison hissed coldly.
Her face was still swollen, and she could barely lift her hands–clearly from the torture.
Despite this, she was sitting bolt upright. Her will was strong.
“Are <i>you </i>disappointed you didn’t die?” Adide looked at the rip in Madison’s sleeve, which had been cut by the assassin’s w, and smiled coldly.
When the assassin rushed into the car, his w was aimed at the center of the vehicle. Madison was sitting on the right side.
But the rip in her sleeve showed that she had moved toward the w as it came in, trying to use the assassin to kill herself.
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Lance had pushed her back just in time<b>, </b>causing her head to hit the wall of the car, which led to the scream.
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Lance had pushed her back just in time, causing her head to hit the wall of the car, which led to the scream.