"Ahhh!" Ian screamed in terror, curling up under the car seat.

It was not that he was a coward. In fact, he was quite courageous.

However, who in their right mind could stay composed in a scene like this?

Following Justin meant he never had to worry about starving, but it also meant living on the edge, constantly walking a tightrope.

If this continued, he might as well start carrying anxiety medication at all times.

Justin's strong frame shielded Dr. Wagner beneath him.

He understood the truth. These attackers were targeting the witness, aiming to eliminate anything that could be used against them. If they could take him down in the process, or at least seriously injure him, it would be an unexpected bonus.

It was a vicious and ruthless move.

Dr. Wagner muttered prayers under his breath, reciting the rosary at an increasingly frantic pace. The man protecting him seemed to have a strength that surpasses that of a god.

arrows can pierce glass, but they cannot penetrate the car body," Justin commanded,

rapid sound of projectiles hitting the vehicle created an unnerving rhythm. The cacophony sent Justin's mind racing back to his years on the battlefield in Kridor, where he had outwitted and

full of bloodshed and survival, surged through

fierce resolve. His blood pumped faster, boiling with adrenaline and an indomitable fighting

six relentless

flee. There was only one option left. They had to fight

"Ian, protect him."

the vehicle like an arrow released from a bow. The car door

outside. Without any hesitation, they closed in while brandishing their machetes, their eyes glinting with malice. Their snarling faces resembled a pack of

the tailored suit, his muscular frame tensed, each fiber of his being coiled like a spring ready to unleash. His fists

was just a bonus. Undoubtedly orchestrated

an ambush to

at hand, Justin grabbed a black umbrella

before

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