Chapter 225

The mercenaries Queenie and John were sitting on the sofa playing fight when a voice sounded in John’s mind, “Little John, bless me...”

This was not Queenie’s voice.She didn’t utter a word.It was Kate!

John sat upright immediately. “Queenie, something came up. I have to go now.”

“What's wrong?”

“Nothing. I just remembered that I'm going to treat a patient today. It almost slipped my mind.”

John didn’t explain too much lest Queenie should get worried. He rode his bike and left the Greenland Villa alone.

After getting on the road, he closed his eyes.He was trying to track Kate.

Thanks to the Mind Circle on her body, the general situation of her gradually appeared in his mind.

The picture was blurred.

But he could vaguely feel that Kate was fleeing in a rain forest.

Several figures beside her were also running madly. They should be her colleagues.

Besides...

From the direction transmitted back by the Mind Circle, he could see that Kate, who was supposed to be in Kampuchea now, was at the frontier between the Us and Texas!

She had mentioned earlier that she was investigate a kidnapping... No, there must be something shady!

Bang!

Suddenly, a reporter was shot and his head exploded. He fell down right in front of Kate.

Then the scene disappeared.

John's eyes widened in shock.

“Kate!”

anger in his

“Kate!” John roared.

bear to see any of his sisters

rushed toward the direction of Texas

Meanwhile.

the south of US, nine Oracle Generals, all of whom were above the venerable realm, were really freaked

way to

nine of them led a group of martial artists

must keep

Kate was running madly.

Bullets flew past.

companions fall down one by one, her heart

and her colleagues were investigating a cross—border human trafficking organization in Texas.

were assassinating them were mercenaries hired by

they were all

Whoosh!

and hit an old tree in front

were buzzing because of the sharp sound sent out by bullets. But she

her chest tightly,

Puff!

became blurred. For a moment she thought she would die in this

“You bastards are doomed!”

about to fall to the ground, a burly figure rushed

the incident happened all of a sudden and when he came there, it

What was worse...

was a martial artist himself, he was not able to bear the attack of bullets. He could only try to avoid the bullets depending on his agility and

he was a human

strength

stronger physical

Tristan felt his

Puff! Puff! Puff!

the vitality in his body was rapidly fading away, but

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