Chapter 941


    How did she manage that?


    The weary masked man quickly pressed a button on his wristwatch, and soon, a squad of loyal


    operatives appeared at the door.


    They seemed like they''d just arrived from the Underworld, each exuding an intense chill. The cold wind


    from the window poured in, sending shivers down one''s spine.


    Upon seeing this group, Carol''s eyes dimmed slightly. She knew that today could very well be herst.


    She nced at Arabe and said quietly, "You go first."


    She''d provide cover for Arabe.


    Arabe merely arched an eyebrow, “Finally, some useful help?"


    “They''ve received special training from a young age, impervious to poison and invincible to weaponry."


    They were also injected with all sorts of drugs, their muscle strength and power far exceeding than that


    of a regr human.


    Carol''s current skills were honed through countless battles with these freaks from a young age.


    Of course, she suffered numerous injuries in the process.


    Because these men had “indestructible bodies", des struggled to pierce their skin. The toxins within


    their bodies wereplex, making them seem less than human. Even theirplexions were an


    eerie, sickly green.


    "Take him away."


    The ‘him’ Carol referred to was naturally rk.


    If the organization had dispatched this group, it meant they were close to finding Mafia me. It wasn''t


    safe for rk to stay here. He needed to return to his homnd. The sooner, the better.


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    “He must be taken away.” Carol lunged at one of the operatives first, "Now''s the chance."


    But her strikes and moves seemed to merely tickle operative 1107.


    1107 stood still, unmoving like a statue.


    After Carol had attacked seven or eight times, he retaliated with a swift punch.


    With just one punch, Carol stumbled backward, clutching her stomach in pain.


    Arabe quickly supported Carol. She had clearly seen the speed of the man''s punch. It was indeed


    faster than both of theirs, even the force of it was stronger.


    Realizing the severity of the situation, Arabe whispered, "What''s their deal?"


    "Over the years, they''ve been injected with all sorts of drugs.” Carol gritted through the pain, "They''ve


    be monstrous, half-man, half-ghost, unrecognizable"


    They were like emotionless puppets, only knowing how toplete their tasks and never giving up


    until they do.


    "Do they have any weaknesses?” Arabe asked again.


    “After all these years of fighting them, I''ve yet to discover any."


    Arabe looked at the thirty-odd eerie individuals before her and felt the pressure mount.


    What she didn''t expect was more reinforcements to arrive.


    As far as the eye could see, the crowd was a sea of ck, like soldiers sent by the Grim Reaper.


    The organization was pulling out all the stops, determined to bring them back.


    “Arabe, find a way to escape.’ Carol straightened her frail body despite the pain, whispering, “I''ll hold


    them off


    for a while. You help me get him away."


    Looking at the dense crowd before her, Arabe replied, “There''s no way out."


    Carol knew the chances were slim, but what if there was a chance to escapeter?


    "I won''t leave you behind." Arabe added, "I wouldn''t be able to face rk if anything happened to


    you, let alone your Dennis."


    So what if they were just a bunch of half-human, half-ghost monsters?


    She pulled out a slender stick from her bag, extending it to about a yard long.


    “Tasers won''t work on them."