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.

manufactured that bomb, so he knew how to safely

cargo hold, having 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 the two

suddenly shook, causing everyone to fall. The members sent as backup toppled over as one before they reflexively looked for a place to steady themselves and aimed at Michael in an attempt to help the Phantom Wolf. However, both of them were balled up together like a meatball, so the others didn’t dare to shoot

the helmet off the Phantom Wolf’s head. Sophia came rushing over from behind, brandishing a long, thick weapon in hand and smashed it hard onto the Phantom

head was just like any other ordinary person’s no matter how much extra help he

him in the 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.

the air. Considering the speed of the plane, he knew that they might not live through this. He tightened his hold on Sophia, hoping that his body would act as a meat shield for

only one of us can

forgot about everything. She couldn’t recall anything—not the Phantom Wolf, not Linus, not anyone. All she could think about was Michael. She held onto him tightly; even if they were going to die, she

fell to the ground with Sophia still in his embrace, but it didn’t hurt like he thought it would. He was the

seemed to be soft and as fluffy as cotton. He crashed onto the surface, sinking into the ground before springing away from the rebound. The

This time, it hurt…

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

Linus, and the rest of the troops on

onto that cushion earlier and bounced off of it before

before it could be put away. A figure then approached them from the darkness. As the figure neared them, its silhouette became

want a pat on the

finally hit Sophia—the invisible robot earlier was actually

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

Michael, she