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    Earle had not anticipated his fortune turning out so well today. He had managed to locate a defector and, unexpectedly, came across Wesley. The instant he recognized the emblem on the aircraft, he acted without hesitation—he shot directly at the windshield.


    When the bullet merely dented the ss instead of breaking it, a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes. He had not seeded in killing Wesley.


    The oue of their previous meeting had been disappointing. Not only had Earle failed to eliminate Wesley, but he had also lost a shipment of weapons. Additionally, a breach in the dark web had cost him a substantial amount of money.


    Now that Wesley appeared to be an easy target, Earle was determined to finish what he had started.


    He sped up, closing the gap between them, but stopped for a moment when he had a clear view inside the cockpit.


    It was not Wesley after all.


    Instead, a woman sat at the controls. Her skin was smooth, and her delicate features gave her the appearance of a porcin doll.


    Earle’s expression quickly shifted to a smile.


    Her striking beauty stirred in him a perverse urge to tarnish it.


    Piloting Wesley’s aircraft… She must be important to Wesley.


    For a brief moment, a feeling of sympathy crossed his mind, but it vanished just as quickly. Unfortunately, because she was connected to Wesley, he felt driven to eliminate her.


    He then pointed his gun at Elena, a wicked smile on his face as he said, “Sorry, sweetheart. Time’s up—”


    But before he could finish his sentence, a sudden impact jolted his windshield. A significant dent appeared in the reinforced ss.


    Elena had reacted. With one hand on the controls of the aircraft, she held a gun in the other, from which smoke was still drifting.


    Her firearm had been modified to deliver a punch much stronger than a typical sniper rifle.


    That single shot almost broke Earle’s windshieldpletely.


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    He blinked in astonishment before his eyes lit up with curiosity.


    He took another long look at the woman in front of him. Beyond her stunning looks, there was more—amanding presence. She held the gun firmly, her face remarkably calm.


    Earle quickly realized that he was facing a formidable opponent.


    A surge of excitement washed over him.


    He quickly maneuvered his aircraft, directing it toward Elena’s with the intention of making contact.


    As he drew closer, his excitement intensified, and his adrenaline surged.


    It had been quite some time since he had met someone so intriguing.


    Despite her young age, Elena remained unnervingly calm. Even when Earleunched his daring attack, she didn’t flinch. Instead, she calmly waited for the perfect moment, then swiftly swerved at thest second.


    Their aircraft brushed by each other, narrowly avoiding a collision. A mere fraction of an inch closer, and they would have collided directly.


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