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.

brought about a great degree of

resistance generated by the various components of the plane, including the wings, fuselage, tail, and the like from the airflow in isolation, didn’t match the sum of resistance generated on the whole. Instead, it

low-altitude flight there for several hours. Even the horizon had started

had been maintaining a low-altitude flight there for several hours. Even

efforts, the inferno gradually

after having used his eyes for such a long time, coupled with the lack of sleep

chief, he handed the plane back to the captain at long last, shifting back to the co-pilot seat. He

we do

ground. I want to return to

closed his eyes, a hint of weariness

to floor, searching for survivors

scorched black. It was a heartbreaking sight that struck beholders with a

burst of gunfire split

of that, a

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

stood in the middle of the room silently,

in his hand. His eyes were calm and icy, and a mask concealed his

“Ashlyn.”

quiet room, the man’s voice

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