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Chapter 175: Recollection and Final Doom of a Cornered Prisoner (Part 2)
“Go ahead.” Kane pulled out a cigarette and gestured for his team to stand by at ease. Hagen and the others took their seats. Pens, paper and recording cameras were all set up to preserve a full record of everything said.Oakley held out his hand. “Give me one.”Kane hesitated for a moment before handing him a cigarette and leaning forward to light it for him.Wrapped in wispy smoke, Oakley took a deep drag, tamping down the emotions churning inside him, and spoke first. “When exactly did Joren switch over to your side for good? Back when Finnegan died? Or when I lied to him and set up that scheme?”Kane lit his own cigarette, exhaled smoke, and fell silent for a short while. His voice came out hoarse yet firm. “It was today.”Oakley’s pupils narrowed in shock. “Today? That means he was never truly on your side before this?”“That’s right.” Kane replied.“That can’t be.” Oakley shook his head at once, thoroughly confused. “I could clearly tell he kept stalling my plans and hiding your
Chapter 174: Recollection and Final Doom of a Cornered Prisoner (Part 1)
The boy’s head slammed hard against the cold wall, producing a dull thud. Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at Oakley, his voice thin and trembling. “Mister, I’ll behave. Please don’t hurt my dad.”Oakley’s ferocious expression froze abruptly.His hands were stained with countless lives. Decades of evil had hardened his heart into stone. Yet, faced with the child’s pure, terrified gaze, the twisted will to die burning inside him wavered for a fleeting moment.“My dad and I don’t have money for medicine. The doctor said… he won’t live much longer.” The little boy choked back sobs, his palm clamped tight around the deadly grenade.Oakley’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He knitted his brows tightly, shoving the strange twinge in his chest aside, and barked sharply. “Keep moving down. Hurry!”Holding the grenade that could detonate at any second, the little boy stumbled down the steps, shaking with every step.The middle‑aged man lying injured on the floor dragged himself forward desperatel
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
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