A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1332

Two men, shrouded in full-face masks and protective suits, pushed open the door to the server room, only to find Bernard, sitting on the couch like a king, unmoving as a mountain.

Blood was oozing from every part of his body, even his slightly turned face was smeared with blood. Only his eyes, cold as ashes, held a defiant glint.

A surgical knife was stuck in his side, its silvery light reflecting onto the men’s faces, making them look like demons from hell.

Anyone else who had come face-to-face with 1-1 and 1-3 would have been terrified, yet Bernard, sitting on the couch, didn’t even bat an eyelid.

His stubbornness and indomitable spirit were somewhat admirable to the two founders, but…

“If you weren’t the head of Siren Organization, I would have been thoroughly impressed by your audacity to infiltrate the upper district single-handedly,” said 1-1 with a tone that was steady and wise as if aged by time.

“What brings you to Area Opaca?”

As if catching up with an old friend, 1-1 pulled up a chair in front of Bernard, sat down without any hint of caution, and lit a cigarette, offering one to Bernard.

Bernard, who hadn’t uttered a word till now, took the cigarette with his slender fingers.

He watched the burning cigarette silently for a while before putting it in his mouth and taking a deep puff.

to survive the years she wasn’t around. When she returned, he had quit smoking. But now that she was gone, he saw

there, leisurely puffing his cigarette, Bernard’s face, beautiful yet stained with blood, was obscured by the smoke,

watched him for a while before lighting up a cigarette for himself.

you won’t talk, we’ll have to follow Area Opaca’s protocols and send

glanced at 1-1 and said,

with his arms crossed, laughed, “So, you

an attempt

the cigarette from his

1-3, this act seemed provocative, “Aren’t you afraid

1-3 to Kermit standing next

the pain, looked towards 1-1’s silhouette.

he had failed to protect it

of his partner now that the head of Siren

heave a sigh of relief. But before he could express his gratitude,

of the gunshot, the men in black waiting outside were stunned. Kermit, lying on the floor, watched 1-3 in

from his gun, “This way, we

down the gun, crouched down, and patted Kermit’s pale face, “You died in the line of duty. So I’ll hang a flag in your honor in the control

been silent throughout, “Did you decide to abandon me