Love At The Wrong Table

She had seen situations like this on TV. Those foolish women would linger on the scene, playing the role of a damsel in distress, only to have the antagonist kill the person trying to save them and easily capture them.

Mackenzie certainly wouldn’t be that foolish. She knew that if she ran, the woman in white would definitely release Sage and chase after her. It was actually the best way to save Sage.

As expected, the woman in white kicked Sage away, preparing to fly over and intercept Mackenzie. However, before she could take off, her ankle was caught by the fallen Sage.

“Hehe, the outcome hasn’t been decided yet. Are you in such a hurry to escape?” Sage was a demon on the battlefield. Even with his crippled body, he wasn’t so easily defeated.

The woman in white squinted her eyes, showing a hint of annoyance.

The next moment, her animosity surged. Two strings shot out from her fingers, resembling lifelike venomous snakes, entangling Sage’s neck.

Sage was greatly alarmed. In his entire fighting career, he had never encountered a master of this type.

In a life-or-death moment, he quickly pulled out a military knife. The woman in white exerted force, attempting to strangle him.

so, his face turned red, a sign

all; she brought down a

hers. He could only widen his eyes, taking this palm full force. He finally understood why Ashton had almost been killed by her strike before. Despite his

Swoosh.

time killing him. Instead, she went straight to chase

to have

chased all the way down but couldn’t find a trace of

surpass Mackenzie this day and seize the Heart of the Sun. However, she was unaware that when she descended the stairs, Mackenzie was actually still on the fifth floor. Remember, the research building

went back up to the fifth floor. Though her combat skills were not as good as her opponent’s, her intelligence

corridor, then went back up to the fifth floor. Though her combat skills were not as good as her opponent’s, her intelligence allowed her to outwit

she had the authority to check surveillance footage. Unlocking her phone, she discovered the woman in white at the front entrance downstairs. Mackenzie then sneakily descended, leaving the scene through the back door. The path behind the back door was not smooth, and without shoes,

looking back, not knowing the current situation inside the research

sports car pulled

still failed to escape the