A rumbling sound started, and the rest of the crumbling wall rained down from above ceaselessly, hitting the ground hard.

Dodging, Ashlyn went from room to room.

She was like an Amazon in the midst of a blazing fire, advancing relentlessly.

When they had finally reached the floor above, much to their dismay, they discovered that several employees had suffocated to death from the thick smoke.

Meanwhile, Luigi and the others were carrying the bodies of those employees out.

“There’s no saving them, Boss.”

“I understand.” A trace of sorrow marred Ashlyn’s face as a wave of grief swelled within her. They… They were all brothers and sisters to me.

A while later, she composed herself and instructed, “Make their funerals a grand one and compensate their families.”

Right then, Lucas was piloting a plane, circling non-stop in the sky.

When an aircraft maintained a low altitude for a long time, the airflow at the leading edges would be obstructed as the relative airflow streamed past the wings, causing a decrease in velocity and an increase in pressure. At the same time, the airflow at the trailing edges would be disconnected, forming vortices and reducing the pressure. Following that, the pressure difference between the front and rear of the wings created resistance.

it brought about a great

the like from the airflow in isolation, didn’t match the

a low-altitude flight there for several hours. Even

there for several hours. Even the horizon had started

to everyone’s combined efforts, the inferno

his eyes for such a long time,

received the signal from the fire chief, he handed the plane back to the captain at long last, shifting back to the co-pilot seat. He let out

do we do now, Mr.

I want to

his eyes, a hint of weariness apparent in

from floor to floor, searching for

sight that

of a sudden, a burst of gunfire

of that, a rumbling

of dawn streamed through the broken windows. Rubble littered the room, and the light bulbs overhead had all been burned to a

in the middle of the room silently,

His eyes were calm and icy, and a

“Ashlyn.”

man’s voice was exceedingly soft, sounding just

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