Chapter 1734


    In a split second, he took a bullet in the back to shield Arabe, pushing her behind a pir for cover.


    The bullet made his face contort in pain.


    As for the other bullets, some grazed his clothes and some embedded in the concrete, but luckily none


    found their mark on him.


    But the pain, from that single bullet that hit him, spread like wildfire through his flesh.


    Breathless from a daring sprint up 18 flights of stairs, and having weaved through several goons on his


    way, he now stood in front of his sister, taking a bullet meant for her. The impact tore through the


    stitches from his recent surgery, and blood slowly stained his white sweater; the spreading crimson


    bloom painted a grisly picture.


    Steward saw Sean was hurt and immediately, along with his men, took out the shooters lurking in the


    shadows.


    A few people with knives charged at them, only to be swiftly dealt with by Horace.


    Arabe stared at Sean with confusion. She did not understand why he had chosen to save her.


    If it wasn''t for him catching the bullet for her, she would have been dead.


    What was he ying at?


    "Let''s go," Sean''s breath became heavy, his voice rough with pain as he grabbed his sister''s wrist and


    started to rush down the stairs.


    Arabe noticed his back was soaked with blood.


    The bullet was still in his flesh.


    Horace took down a few more assants and quickly followed in their steps.


    Steward, realizing they were running out of time, gave the order, and motioned for all his men to leave.


    The clock of the bomb was ticking down.


    The closer to the explosion, the more piercing the ticking became.


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    Sean, holding his sister''s wrist, had just sprinted a dozen yards from the abandoned building when a


    deafening boom erupted. The building copsed like a house of cards into rubble, with smoke billowing


    and mes reaching to the sky. The earth shook, the st hurling them through the air for yards.


    To spare his sister from harm, Sean willingly chose to be a “human cushion.” So, when Arabe fell off,


    she didn''t hit to the ground, but on Sean.


    The explosion rang out, sending rounds of shockwaves and piercing everyone''s ears.


    Sean covered his sister''s ears to protect her from the relentless sts.


    Debris from the explosion flew towards them, and Sean reached out to deflect a piece of stone from


    hitting his sister.


    Arabe couldn''t work out why he kept saving her time and time again.


    Once the shockwaves subsided, Horace scrambled up and ran towards Arabe.


    "Boss Be, are you alright, Boss?"


    He pulled Arabe to her feet, and then saw Sean pinned beneath Arabe, bloodied and pale, on the


    verge of passing out.


    Yet, there was a strange smile on his lips.


    What was with this guy?


    What was there to smile about?


    If Boss held him ountable for hernding on him, would they be in for more troubleter?


    Steward, seeing the explosions had lessened, quickly got up and rushed towards Sean.


    His men also got to their feet and followed Steward''s lead.


    "Boss, we should get out of here. Sean''s in bad shape, and I bet his men will soon start ming us."


    They were already in hot water.


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    "If Martha''s people back home find out about this and target your family." Seeing Steward and his men


    closing in, Horace spoke urgently, "We need to get the surveince footage to your family. It’s time to


    move."