A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 282 The Sniper Without A Bottom Line

Can I let go now?

Cindy’s voice was exceedingly soft and radiated shyness.

Finnegan was momentarily taken aback. Then, he realized he hugged Cindy’s current predicament in his

haste.

Exclaiming over their suppleness inwardly, Finnegan cleared his throat and dropped his hands. “I didn’t mean it!”

Of course, Cindy knew that Finnegan didn’t do it on purpose.

Nonetheless, the thought of her untouched breasts being touched by Finnegan made her heart race faster than ever before.

Seeing her still shy and silent, Finnegan was surprised. “You’re almost thirty years old. What are you shy about? Haven’t you ever had a boyfriend before?”

Indeed, Cindy had never had a boyfriend.

It wasn’t that she didn’t have suitors, but those who pursued her were attracted to her uniqueness.

At that moment, Finnegan saying she never had a boyfriend didn’t bother her much, but him emphasizing her age was something she couldn’t tolerate. “Jerk, can you stop reminding me I’m almost thirty years old?”

“But the fact is, you’re almost thirty years old.”

“What a b*stard!”

Furious, Cindy stomped on his foot hard before turning to leave.

Finnegan’s heart clenched. He quickly reached out and pulled her back, “Have you lost your mind?”

Bang!

Almost simultaneously, a bullet struck the window directly opposite, shattering it in an instant.

With a shriek, Cindy threw herself into Finnegan’s arms, clutching at him tightly.

As women, regardless of age or maturity, most were still quite timid in the face of danger and would instinctively seek the support of a man.

Finnegan said, “The sniper is still in hiding. Don’t go out yet.”

“Okay!”

This time, Cindy responded obediently, just like a little kitten.

Her body that was wrapped tightly around Finnegan was even trembling.

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concentrate. “Could you let go of me first? It’s

plastered against

figure, it would be fine. But the thing is, her figure was absolutely breathtaking.

go of Finnegan. However, she still stayed close to him, making it clear that she was genuinely scared.

around to figure out how to escape while avoiding the sniper’s line of sight.

he saw

changed dramatically. “Mariya, don’t

housekeeper only came out after hearing the commotion.

that, she asked, “Mr. Larkin,

could finish speaking, a bullet pierced her calf. She fell to the ground, crying out

the commotion and were about to come out when Finnegan

at that moment. “D*mn it! I’m going to kill him! I’m going to

actually targeting innocent people just to flush him

crossed Finnegan’s bottom line.

“Ahh!”

in agony once

the house, only to be shot in the left hand.

“Finnegan, hurry

fists were clenched tightly. “Melons, don’t tell Bernie about this incident here. Also, don’t call the police.”

Finnegan’s figure blurred and he

wasn’t aiming to save the housekeeper. Instead, he was swiftly running toward the

in the shadows locked onto him. A bullet hit closely

Finnegan leaped up and vaulted over the fence. He disappeared into

building with over forty stories about five hundred meters away, a muscular man clad

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black trench coat and wearing a clown mask held a sniper rifle, his gaze indifferent. “No wonder someone offered a billion for his life. He indeed has

saying that, the sniper, Cameron Fields, scanned the forest for signs of Finnegan

rifle in hand.

searched for a while but found

a hunch, he panned the scope of the rifle to the gates of Dragon Bay, only to see Doom Star and Duncan rushing in his direction at a

eyes flickering, and

agility of a magician, he swiftly disassembled the sniper rifle with both hands. In no time, each component was neatly packed into a travel

withstood my assassination attempts eight times before dying. I wonder how many

smile, he turned and left.

the stairwell and avoided all surveillance cameras

he emerged from the back door of the building.

he seemed very familiar with the surroundings, always skillfully avoiding surveillance cameras and pedestrians. He mostly took quiet alleyways with hardly any foot traffic or the gaps between

he stopped in front of a

the man who appeared right in front of him and radiated an aura of

was none other

actually managed to track me down? How did you

had masked all his aura

of many turns, so it