My Dreamy Old Husband

Mark kept ranting and raving while Sophia slumped in her wheelchair, motionless and silent.

Michael abruptly chased after them. While the Phantom Wolf members were all looking at him, Sophia suddenly whipped up from her slumped position in the wheelchair and flung a shiny item at one of the Phantom Wolf members. It quickly flew past his neck, leaving a long, red gash on it. By the time the pain hit him, he had already fallen to his knees weakly, his neck having been sliced open by Sophia.

That member had been holding Sophia’s detonator when she suddenly leaped up nimbly and killed him despite being paralyzed. Now that he was dead, the detonator fell to the ground.

Everyone instinctively braced their heads for cover. They had only one thought in mind——that they were all about to die!

The blade sunk into the man’s chest. He reflexively reached up to touch it. Having lost his grip on the detonator, it began to fall to the ground.

Sophia charged over to grab the detonator and shoved it into Mark’s hands. She then kicked Mark’s wheelchair, sending it careening into the distance.

Everything was over in a blink of an eye. By the time everyone realized that the bomb hadn’t blown up, two Phantom Wolf members were already down, and Mark had been sent far away from his initial position. Sophia still had her leg raised from when she kicked the wheelchair.

Joel rushed over and immediately caught hold of Mark’s wheelchair, and the bomb experts nearby quickly swarmed over to defuse the bomb. Meanwhile, Michael hurried over to Sophia.

Sophia’s head was empty. Her mind kept buzzing as she stared at Mark, who seemed to be yelling about something after she had kicked him away. Michael was shouting as well as he charged over. She reached out for Michael, but right that moment, a suffocating force pressed itself into her neck. Her legs suddenly left the ground; Quinton had her in his clutches.

Quinton didn’t waste his breath as he dragged her back into the cargo hold, to which the door was already closing. The plane was ready for takeoff and was already taxiing while slowly gaining speed.

Michael immediately chased after them, but the door to the cargo hold was gradually being pulled up as he neared the plane. Linus didn’t manage to chase after them. Instead, he turned his head to watch the bomb experts defuse the bomb strapped to Mark. He then looked at the plane that he couldn’t possibly catch up to before turning around to help defuse the bomb.

bomb, so he knew how to

managed to get in before the door could close. The Phantom Wolf shoved Sophia away and whipped out his pistol, but Michael quickly grabbed at his wrist and

members sent as backup toppled over as one before they reflexively looked for a place to steady themselves and aimed at

Wolf’s head. Sophia came rushing over from behind, brandishing

and reflexes boosted by various serums, his head was just like any other ordinary person’s no matter how much extra help he got from being altered. After he was struck brutally on the head, his body stiffened. He turned back

head again with the dildo, stunning him completely. Michael took this opportunity to kick the Phantom Wolf from behind, sending him deeper into the plane. With that, Michael quickly grabbed Sophia and rolled out of it. As soon as they escaped the plane, the door to the cargo hold closed

plane, he knew that they might not live through this. He tightened his hold on Sophia, hoping that his body would act

only one of us can

Wolf, not Linus, not anyone. All she could think about was Michael. She

Sophia still in his embrace, but it didn’t hurt like he thought it would. He was the first one to land; even

cotton. He crashed onto the surface, sinking into the ground before springing away from the rebound. The two of them whirled through the air before falling to the ground

This time, it hurt…

the airfield. His limbs were intact, and Sophia was still clinging tightly to him, shrinking into

up in the sky when Joel, Linus, and

been set up. They had fallen onto that cushion earlier

the jumping cushion being deflated, and it took some time before it could be put away. A figure then approached them from the darkness. As the figure neared them, its silhouette became clearer; by the time the figure

a pat

invisible robot

good, but she didn’t realize that this was the high-tech invisibility material Linus was talking about.

in happiness. Wrapping her arms around Michael, she was unable to stop herself from bursting