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Chapter 173: Fight for Survival Against Hopeless Odds
Out on the street outside the shop, Kain led his unit to close in rapidly. He pressed his radio, his voice cold and crisp. “Confirm the target is inside.”“Confirmed!” An outer‑perimeter officer replied in a low tone.Kain’s gaze locked onto the shop entrance. He gave a sharp order. “All units move in. Two shield teams take point. He’s trapped. Prepare to breach.”【Shop Second Floor · Doomed Standoff】At the top‑floor stair landing, Oakley slid down to sit with his back against the cold wall, gasping for breath. Sweat mixed with blood dripped non‑stop from his jaw.After barely half a minute’s rest, heavy footsteps from downstairs drew steadily closer.Oakley lifted his head slowly. A sick, twisted smirk tugged at his lips. He ejected the empty magazine and reloaded with smooth, unnervingly calm movements.“Hiding in there solves nothing, Oakley.” Kain’s voice carried up from downstairs, calm and utterly domineering. “You cannot escape.”Oakley pulled two grenades from his chest pouch
Chapter 172: Showdown at the End of the Road
Several officers swarmed forward. Batons and gunstocks rained down, knocking the man unconscious within seconds and rendering him completely incapable of fighting back.Through the viewing window of his riot shield amid the smoke, Joren scanned rapidly and spotted Oliver scrambling to flee.Oliver coughed violently and glanced back by instinct. The moment their eyes met, he raised his shotgun and aimed straight at Joren.“You wanted me dead? Come on!” Joren charged forward with his shield held high.Shotgun pellets slammed into the riot shield. The steel plate cracked instantly, and the brutal shock traveled up his arms, forcing Joren two stumbling steps backward.A seasoned marksman, Oliver reloaded fast. He avoided the shield’s front face and took precise aim at Joren’s exposed lower leg.Another gunshot rang out. A cloud of blood burst from Joren’s right calf. Crippling pain sent him staggering.“Let’s see you chase me now!” Eyes bloodshot, Oliver chambered another round, ready to
Chapter 171: Street‑Level Death Battle
A cloud of blood burst from Oakley’s left shoulder. The brutal impact rendered his entire left arm useless.His arm went limp, and the young boy he’d been holding crashed heavily onto the ground.“Run! Get the kid out of here!” Dusk roared at the top of his lungs.Joren’s wife snapped back to reality. She grabbed her son off the ground and sprinted frantically toward the alley exit, desperate to get away.Kain spun his rifle around in a flash, chambered another round, and locked onto the fallen Oakley, ready to fire the killing shot.【Main Alley · Wade’s Motorcade】The distinct crack of a sniper rifle echoed in the distance. Wade shot upright in his seat, his face twisting with shock. “M88‑2 police sniper! That’s Kain’s crew!”The next instant, brilliant floodlights flared at the alley mouth, searing white light tearing through the darkness.Pierce stood beneath the headlights in a long overcoat, gun in hand. His expression was ice‑cold, oozing murderous intent.He fired a volley of s
Chapter 170 Multi‑Sided Bloodbath
【Outside the Compound · Ambush Spot Inside the Vehicle】Wade leaned back against the car seat, a cigarette clamped between his fingers, his eyes icy cold. "Oakley definitely senses something is wrong, but he has no idea Jason is already dead.""Weston, take your men inside to make contact. The second he steps out, take him down on the spot and rescue the hostages. Keep it clean, no loose ends."Joren sat in the back seat, his gaze fixed hard on the hardware at Oliver’s waist. His whole body was tensed, his mind filled with nothing but the safety of his wife and child.Weston shook his head. "I’ll go in myself. Quick and decisive.""Watch out for ambushes," Wade warned. "Open fire the second things go south, and the whole team will charge in to back you up immediately.""Understood."Weston pushed the car door open and stepped out, walking alone toward the pitch‑black compound.【Main Hall of the Compound】Oakley pressed the muzzle of his gun faintly against Joren’s wife’s back, his voi
Chapter 169: Assassination That Breaks the Deadlock
“Got it.”After hanging up, dead silence filled the room. Oakley lit a cigarette, its flame flickering in the dim light. A growing sense of unease gnawed at him. Wade’s attitude across two phone calls had been deeply abnormal, yet no matter how he replayed everything in his head, he could not figure out what was wrong.Was he merely strung‑out and paranoid? Or had the situation already slipped quietly out of control?He dragged hard on his cigarette, still unable to find peace of mind, and called Jason once more.[Yulin Avenue · Wilderness Intersection · Half an Hour Later]At the end of the desolate road, Jason pulled over with two of his men. The surrounding area was empty and deserted.“Who are we waiting for?” the burly man in the passenger seat asked in a low voice.“Wade.” Jason looked careless and unconcerned.Sharp screeches of brakes suddenly cut through the air. Three black sedans pulled out from a side road and stopped firmly behind Jason’s vehicle. Their high and low beams
Chapter 168: The Final Crackdown
“Take out Oakley, and I’ll immediately seize all of Nanyang’s power, consolidate all his former men, tie myself firmly to you, and become one of yours.” Joren clenched his fists, his tone firm and resolute. “Oakley has wallowed in filth his whole life. Every last one of his sins will die with him, and none of it will rub off on you. My record is far cleaner than his. I’m far more worthy of your trust and your use.”“On top of that, I’ll hand over the original full‑length video that takes down Cruz, free of charge. Once Oakley is dead, every move Kane has made up to this point will be nullified, gone to waste. We’ll hold lethal blackmail material, and from then on, we’ll have Kane dancing right on our strings.”Wade’s eyes widened in sudden realization. A storm raged inside him. The scope and ruthlessness of this gambit far exceeded anything he had expected.Beside him, Weston wore a sneer, his gaze full of wariness. “You’d stab your own patron in the back. How are we supposed to work
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