Ignoring the useless system's reply, she forced her unsteady gait straight and then continued to back away from the crazy kid. Her eyes busily swam around and then more dread come upon her as she realized how crazy he was to actually appear in a place like this. In reality, it was just actually her prejudice. Somehow, in her mind, the boy had long become someone who only knows how to blow things up. In order words, she was assuming he most likely came here for her and that he would bomb this place into pieces of rubble!
She feared that if his goal was really her, then the tens of thousands of individuals here would turn into cold corpses along with her! This assumption did not change even after he stopped grinning at her ominously and started staring at her with innocent-looking eyes. Seeing that she was still warily looking around, he copied her and noticed the many people walking to and fro the place.When he murmured, 'Aww, so crowded.', AgatAlthough he said he'd be stalking his current target, when Sandro reappeared, it was not somewhere near Maurice Jensen. Anyway, who said hosts couldn't change their minds or lie? If they said they could not, then they'd be a disgrace as hosts!So the bomber kid did not really teleport far away. But precisely because of this, somehow he saw Agatha crying from the distance and became quite puzzled. Frowning, he asked, 'Hey, 37, this Host 1096 is very weak-hearted. How did she even become a host?'He was now at the rooftop of a nearby building, looking at the plane that just landed. The teenager was talking with his companion busy debating whether they should plant explosives in one of the planes that were about to take off. That was when he noticed the girl.He frowned and didn't reply. He was perplexed because even if she was low-leveled, as a host, she should at least not be this weak. Or was she the crazy type w
"What happened here?" Meeting her sharp gaze was a rather young man neatly dressed like a normal salary man who also seemingly just came in. This man had just closed the main door. Out of all the black-loving crowd here, he was the only wearing a white dress shirt and a black pair of pants that go nice with his leather shoes. Vien shrugged, his eyes not leaving his leader who was making her way down. "I just arrived leader. But yeah, it's really weird that everyone here is so quiet today. But lady boss, why are you up?""You now dare question me, lad?" Maurice said after remembering that this guy also had no idea about what happened to the oddly quiet bunch. This fellow was the undercover she sent to spy the enemy girl's side and since he was sometimes out of the city, it was normal for him to report around this time. Unfortunately, this person had yet to bring back any useful information because no matter how stupid and weak the other was,
'Separated forever?' While cupping his face and sitting comfortably on the farthest edge of the balustrade, a red cap wearing boy's face crumpled in confusion. He was watching the commotion below and witnessed everything that happened. He was there starting from when the pretty girl with nice hair bangs was ganged up by those face-changer-wearing agents to when another beautiful woman dressed in all black spouted those confusing words. The teenager was actually about to gift something 'nice' again to his stalking target when Maurice's other enemy host beat him to it. Due to this, he settled with being a spectator. So far, though subpar and not really comparable to the explosions he makes, the drama and action those two staged were still quite amusing for him. Right now, although everything downstairs could surely scare the wits out of every normal person watching at close proximity, for the fourteen-year-old Level 5 host, the scene was
Maurice only needed two hours to regain consciousness, realizing she was now in a suspicious and brightly lit place. She roamed her eyes around to check the interior of the room. The place was like a hospital's operating room, no, a laboratory. There were all sorts of equipment here which she could not even name, all refracting a very cold glimmer to her retinas. Her brain had to rewind everything that took place at Aurora City before her eyes dilated, allowing her to arrive at a realization. She was not supposed to be here! She should not be at this dangerous place! As the sense of danger began to flood her, she naturally only thought of one thing - to leave! However, another truth slapped her in the face. She found out that she actually could not move! When she tried to get up, she realized her body was tightly bound to where she was currently lying. Both her hands were on the side, a metal lock securing her
In the next seconds that followed, surprise got written all over Dr. Lauren's face. She could not believe that a specimen she was about to study and dissect suddenly disappeared right before her eyes! Because of this, the bewildered woman's mind became plagued with questions.How did that happen? How did her dissection target disappear? Where's the promised research material now? How about the cure to cancer and the possible key to immortal life? What's the use of the McArthney' sponsorship if there's no specimen? Really, what just happened?Even though she was someone with high IQ, if the matter was not at all logical and could not be explained by science, of course, it would greatly astound her.The bewilderment even got doubled because she also finally discovered that the metal belt and cuffs on the operating table had been cleanly cut in half! She didn't even see how that happened?"Hey, Agatha. this." exclaimed the
More than five hours ago, the Dawsons' mafia headquarters were still full of Maurice's people. Everyone was as Maurice remembered them to be, rambunctious and foul-mouthed, some eager for fights, the others taking a whiff at some corner or having orgies inside one of the rooms. However, around that time, Agatha used the last device redeemed freely from the shop to temporarily isolate the sounds from the first floor to the rest of the mansion. After that, Paul 's men took care of everything. Not even ten minutes passed and the mafia members' faces became the agents'. As for what happened to the real group of lowlives? Well, they got temporarily huddled and cuffed somewhere outside. Then after the real target was successfully captured,Paul personally dropped them in front of the nearest police station, using Agatha's devices to change their countenances into those of death-row wanted criminals. Of course, to prevent them from escaping their imminent fate, he ordered his men to knock t
Meanwhile, the supposed to be one of the lucky subordinates not chosen for the midnight operation was now sporting a sour face. It was the thirty-something-year-old guy his colleagues usually referred to as Old Gil.Woken up from his sleep, he hatefully stared at the screen with his red eyes, furiously working on locking onto the coordinates his boss gave him. After doing so, he took a glance at their conversation thread and then phoned some other colleagues whom he wanted to share his unluckiness with. "Hey, the young master said to raid that whatever Alina Victory Hall! He wants a result within one hour! Do you hear me, folks! Alina Victory Hall! I already sent the exact location!"He then listened to the grumbling from the other who mistook his orders for a 3:33 am prank. "What? Ejay said that's the place where some music competition participants currently stay? Uh-uh? Who cares? So what? I even sent a screenshot and voice record! Wha
Her system did not reply. It couldn't believe that its advice was ignored. At the same, it also found her silly for doing all of this just to see how capable her target was. Whilst the woman continued smiling and staring at the building as if she could see everything happening within. After a short while, she even added,'Look, not even thirty minutes passed and he already had his men sent to the floor where the contestants stay. I thought it'll take him two hours at least. And his underlings are efficient, cold-blooded and powerful too. The poor girl who replaced me there is shot to death without mercy! Haha!'She finally looked away from the upper floors of the Victory Hall and went back to eating. Her mood was very good when she said,'Actually I have two goals. Unfortunately, the first is an epic fail because I didn't even hear his voice even though I threatened him with Conrad's name. Haha. It's sad but not everyth