Wilbur was at a loss for words. What the hell was going on here?


    The figure stopped in front of Wilbur, her chest being as she gasped, “Help me! Someone’s trying to kill


    me, I can’t run anymore.”


    Wilbur took a closer look at the figure. Walt, wasn’t this the assassin who had tried to kill him by the


    lake here before?‘


    “How dare you still show your face here?” Wilbur was enraged. What did she take him for?


    The assassin sighed. “Dude, I had no choice. The assassination failed, and I even had to kill my client.


    I’ve been hunted down by my old team for a month now. I can’t run anymore. Save me, and I’m all


    yours.”


    “What the f*ck are you talking about? Do I look like I would do something like that?


    Wilbur was nothing but infuriated. This woman was really saying anything that came into her head.


    However, Wilbur could tell that she was indeed tired and weak


    She had been full of energy and spirit when she had tried to kill him thest time, highly skilled and


    agile.


    At this moment, she was pale in the face, with two dark circles hanging under her eyes. What a drastic


    change!


    What was she thinking, asking Wilbur for help because she couldn’t run anymore?


    “What makes you think I’d save you?” Wilbur asked curiously.


    The assassin seemed like she was on herst breath, sitting down on the ground as she shook her


    head. “I don’t know, but I’ve got nowhere else to go. It’s a spur–of–the–moment decision, I guess.”


    “You’re really something else.” Wilbur shook his head.


    Just then, a blond man appeared on the bridge. He made his way over slowly, hands in his pockets.


    He nced at the assassin on the ground, then at Wilbur and the rest before letting out a chuckle.


    “Why aren’t you running anymore?”


    “I can’t, you psycho,” the assassin gasped feebly.


    The blond man lit a cigarette and shook his head. “Oh, my dear Purple Rose. You knew what was


    coming, didn’t you? Why did you even bother running in the first ce?”


    “Because I wanted to! Do you have something to say about that too? The assassin was clearly hanging


    on by a thread but refused to let up in her words.


    Just then, Harry let out a coldugh as he looked at everyone else.


    “Dude, what kind of art is this? Assassinations and cringey code names like Purple Rose? Since when


    they filmed special shows here? Harry said in disdain.


    Wilbur looked at him, shaking his head. “You guys should really go. This isn’t a show.”


    One of the women giggled. “Is that so? What is it then, aedy skit?”


    Her words made the other four intruders burst outughing as well.


    Just then, Ryder had set down his briefcase, staring at the blond man.


    Wilbur nced at Purple Ruse. He sighed, looking back at the blond man. “What should I call you?”


    “Wolf of Venum,” The blond man uttered with a smile.


    Wilbur frowned. “I was asking for your naine, not your ende name.”


    Wolf of Venom’s gaze narrowed. “You’re the person Purple Rose was supposed to assassinate?”


    “That’s right.”


    Wolf of Venom let out augh, licking his lips.


    “I see. You’re an expert ton


    “I’m alright. The thing is, battles are banned in Seechertown now, and so is murder. Get out of here,


    and I won’t give you any trouble,” Wilbur replied.


    Wolf of Venom chuckled, then took two steps forward. “Is that so? My thing is that anyone the Riverside


    Blossoms want to kill will have to die. What now, then?”


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    “Well, you could either go by my rules, or I’ll kill every one of you from Riverside Blossoms thate


    for me,” Wilbur sald coldly.


    Just then, Harry burst outughing as he pped wildly. “Dude, this is sick. Who wrote this script, huh?


    I’d like to meet this genius.”


    Right after that, Ryder opened his briefcase and assembled his super cannon at top speed, then fixed


    a pistol to his hip as well.