A fleet of helicopters flew over the northern area of Mildenbrough. Each carried 5-6 men clad in bulletproof vests and fully armed. The helicopters were jet black, devoid of any markings. Clearly, they didn’t belong to any military unit."Tell the others to speed up," said Andrew, a square-faced man with a darker complexion. He was the one Josh had contacted for help. He was leading this search-and-rescue operation personally.Following Andrew’s orders, the black helicopters accelerated. The sight was startling for drivers on the roads below. However, since the helicopters were flying at a considerable altitude and the details were hard to make out, most assumed it was a military convoy.Andrew didn’t care about the drivers on the roads below. His mind was focused on Josh. He owed Josh a great deal—it was thanks to Josh that he, who had been dishonorably discharged from the military, could continue living without lacking anything. Josh had made him who he was today: the leader of a me

Andrew stared at Scott, filled with confusion. The news about Josh's nightclubs in Nortwold being destroyed by fire was shocking to him. Everyone in Nortwold should know who Josh is. If someone dared to disrupt his business in that city, they must have something extraordinary that made them think they could destroy Josh.And did Scott really have that something extraordinary?Andrew returned to the news that Scott showed him. Was this real? Did Scott really do that shocking thing?"I want to hear your answer," Scott said, lifting his chin just slightly.Andrew looked at Scott again. He did see something different in Scott's gaze. Not only did he see it, but he could also feel it. Scott seemed to radiate something strong and pressing from his body. The aura was so strong."What if I say no?"That's what Andrew finally said, also lifting his chin slightly.The left corner of Scott’s lip lifted slightly. His eyes narrowed. And then, a moment later, when his eyes opened wide again, Andr

Luisa drove, completely unaware that she was being followed. She occasionally checked her watch. All she could think about was how to get to the café where she was going to meet her client as quickly as possible.Luisa opened the digital map app on her phone, trying to find alternative routes that would allow her to cut down her travel time quickly. Unfortunately, maybe because she rarely drove, reading maps while driving like this was very difficult for her.Finally, she closed the app, grumbling. Her mind turned to her husband. If she were with Scott right now, he would likely find a shortcut fast, like she wanted.Speaking of Scott, he called her while she was having a meeting with another division. Of course, she didn’t answer. Later he sent her a text message, the content of which was unclear. Scott only asked her to be cautious and alert and to tell him right away if she saw something suspicious. Luisa read the texts, but didn’t respond.Luisa was stuck at an intersectio

Luisa's car finally arrived at a ranch near the border. It was a vast expanse of land, miles away from any settlements. Luisa slowed down as they traveled on a wide, unpaved road, straight towards the ranch complex.From the large sign, dirty and with its letters worn off, the farm had clearly not been in operation for a long time. Luisa wondered why Brenda and Richard brought her here.Had they prepared something for her inside the ranch complex?“Stop here for a minute,” Brenda said, as they stood in front of the entrance gate to the ranch complex.Luisa did as she was told. Brenda got out of the car and walked toward the gate.‘What is she going to do?’ Luisa thought.A moment later, Brenda took a deep breath, assumed a fighting stance, and moved her arms forward with all her might.Whooosh!!!A strong wind suddenly blew towards the gate, causing it to collapse and even fly off its hinges. Some of the soil and rocks around the gate were also lifted into the air. So unexpected.Bre

Scott had to plant his feet firmly on the ground so that the extremely strong and destructive wind wouldn’t throw him off his feet. By focusing his internal energy on his legs, he sunk his feet into the ground until they were just above his ankles.The super-strong wind continued to attack Scott as though it would last forever. Faintly, he saw Brenda standing hundreds of yards ahead, with both hands directed in front of her as if she were pushing something.‘No doubt, this woman is controlling this wind,’ thought Scott. And as time passed, instead of weakening, the wind that struck him became even stronger.Scott focused more internal energy into his legs. At the same time, he was racking his brains, trying to find a loophole that he could take advantage of.Before Scott found it, he was faced with another problem.Suddenly, he felt as if his hands, face, and neck were burning. That stinging heat was carried on the wind. Scott was certain of it.‘Damn women! You think you’re bette