Chapter 521
Author: Chris Ahafa
last update2026-08-07 06:57:49

Kevin worked with blinding speed. He pulled the gray C4 out of his pockets. He slapped the explosive clay directly onto the massive metal valves of the gas mains.

He moved to the large, load-bearing concrete pillars that held up the skyscrapers above. He slapped more C4 onto the base of the pillars.

He pulled the red and black wires. His fingers flew as he connected the bombs together.

"He is incredibly fast," Gage whispered in awe, looking down into the dark. "He is a machine."

"He is my s
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