Chapter 908


    Just then, the urgent roar of an engine was heard closing in.


    The girl behind the wheel was as cool as ice, her delicate face betraying no sign of panic.


    The car circled the mob of men in ck at an rming speed, picking off all but one.


    Arabe, having emptied her firearm, discarded it and exited the car, helping rk to his feet. "You


    alright?"


    rk nced at his sister, suddenly rmed. "Didn''t I tell you toe backter?"


    No sooner had he spoken, a fleet of cars was seen approaching - a fresh wave of ck-d men.


    “You take care of Logan and Taylor. Get out of here."


    Did they dare to harm rk?


    Arabe lifted her gaze towards the approaching vehicles, her eyes cold as ice. None of these men


    would be leaving!


    Without another word, rk guided Logan and Taylor up a flight of stairs.


    Meanwhile, Romeo had sent additional reinforcements, tipping the bnce in their favor.


    rk saw the elderly couple onto a ne. Taylor, clinging onto his hand, implored, "Let''s go together."


    “I need to find Carol first, and you go on ahead." rk knew Taylor was worried about him and his


    sister. He shed a charming smile, reassuring her, "We''ll be fine, don’t worry."


    “But your injuries."


    "I''ll get them bandaged up in a bit. I need to help Be first. I''ll be in touch." rk signaled for the


    people inside to close the door.


    Taylor pounded on the door, watching rk''s retreating figure, once again crying out, "Be careful,


    rk, always be careful."


    Ten minutester.


    Arabe and Romeo''s men had finally dealt with this wave of enemies. Looking at the dozens of bodies


    strewn around, Arabe felt a sense of relief. It was lucky she had returned. Otherwise, who knew what


    would have happened if she continued to run after Grandpa Arno.


    Just then, a ne descended from the sky.


    "Ms. Be, Mr. McMillian has prepared another ne for you, heading directly for the triangr zone.”


    A bodyguard respectfully informed, "Please follow me. We also have a first aid kit on board to assist


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    rk"


    Arabe, supporting the bloody figure beside her, asked, "Can you walk?"


    "I''m fine, it''s just a scratch."


    rk winced as he identally pulled at his wound.


    Arabe smirked, "Too bad Carol didn''t get to see that."


    "We couldn''t let her see that, and it would upset her." rk winced again as the cold wind whipped at


    his wound.


    The pain was excruciating.


    It reminded him of what Jack had once said. How much pain must Arabe have endured when she


    faced those dangers alone?


    How did she bear it?


    Arabe helped rk onto the elevator.


    "Ms. Be, here are the snacks you asked me to get.” Jerry arrived, panting heavily, carrying an


    assortment of treats.


    Arabe took them, thanked him, and guided rk onto the ne.


    "You had someone get food for me?" rk was surprised.


    "Weren''t you hungry, rk?"


    rk was at a loss for words. He had wanted to dy Arabe''s return, but she had sent someone


    else to fetch food.


    It made sense.


    What could he say to his sister?


    On the ne.


    Arabe tended to rk''s wounds. Each gash was a shocking sight.


    Who knew rk could endure so much? Any other person would have been immobilized with pain


    after a couple of these wounds.