1348: Who Do You Hate and Who Do You Like?

Who Do You Hate and Who Do You Like?

4Claire arrived just as the stun grenade exploded.

There were more than 30 people in this team. Of course, they couldn't all squeeze into the apartment which Wade was in on the third floor.

They had split up to control the streets and stairs in front and behind the building to prevent Wade from escaping through the windows and fire escape.

The sound of the stun grenade attracted the soldiers' attention.

Claire, who had arrived, didn't stop. She swung directly over the heads of the two combat soldiers outside the building.

Two dark gray whips shot out in the air, the ends of which instantly turned into small hammer heads.

Duang! Duang!

The two combat soldiers felt a pain in the back of their heads and passed out.

Claire landed soundlessly. The dark gray hammers flew out, and the combat soldiers' two submachine guns were pulled back to her.

"Let's go." Claire put the guns away and raised her head. Two dark gray lines shot out from her back and stuck to a window on the third floor. She pulled, and immediately flew up.

The moment she left the ground, the gray whips picked up the pistols and clips of the two unconscious men and turned into holsters and a belt to store the ammo at her waist.

Following Gold Nugget's guidance in her head, Claire jumped through the third floor window and silently moved through the dark living room.

Someone had already woken up in the bedroom, but before the person could come out, Claire opened the front door and ran out, not forgetting to close it behind her.

When she came out, she saw a bunch of combat soldiers who were shaking their heads and vomiting.

Before she even closed the door fully with her left hand, she raised her submachine gun with her right hand and fired.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Her shooting posture was steady, and the targets were no more than 15 meters away. The fact that Claire had already determined the number and distribution of targets made her hit rate very high.

Shooting a fixed target at close range was compulsory training for her whenever she was on vacation at Luke's villa.

It wasn't to hone her aim, but to preserve her gun sense so that it wouldn't feel unfamiliar after she hadn't touched a gun for a long time.

After firing the submachine gun, the dozen or so combat soldiers on both sides of the door screamed as they were shot in their lower halves.

Claire smashed the submachine gun against the wall and wrecked it before she charged forward.

All the soldiers who had collapsed screaming were kicked in the head; they wouldn't be able to move for ten minutes.

She then removed the clips from their guns and twisted them out of shape.

She did everything very quickly. The combat soldiers on guard below had already sensed that something was wrong and were coming upstairs.

Claire had planned to confront them head-on, but she changed her mind at Gold Nugget's words. She jumped out a side window and swung down on a black line before scuttling through a window on the second floor.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, she opened the front door of another apartment. By then, two teams had already gone up to the third floor.

She followed them.

The first team was examining the unconscious men on the ground, and the two men in the rear of the second team were on high alert as they turned to guard the stairs.

Their vision turned dark as they were punched hard in the face.

Using them to shield her, Claire raised the remaining submachine gun.

After a series of gunshots, the eight people who had just come upstairs all collapsed.

At the end, Claire didn't forget to shoot the two unconscious men in the legs.

Gold Nugget said that this was a tranquilizer gun, so she wasn't killing anyone but could still ensure that they didn't cause trouble again.

Claire had no intention of killing anyone. She was a big star; just preventing a crime was good enough.

After destroying their weapons, she stuffed the two pistols and the submachine gun she was holding into the apartment at Gold Nugget's reminder, before she turned around and left.

She found that odd. "Aren't we going to save the people inside?"

Gold Nugget said, "Ignore him. That guy isn't human. Or hm, he's not a normal human. He'll be up and kicking in a few minutes at most. I'm hungry. Let's clean up the rest and go home for a shower and supper."

Claire, however, was still curious. "Who's that guy? Do you hate him?"

Gold Nugget: "I don't hate him, but not many people like him. That guy likes to court death. You'll see him sooner or later."

As they chatted, they went downstairs to clean up the survivors.

In New York, Luke said, "Did you wipe your fingerprints? Carol, take Lorna with you and leave through the window immediately. Then, go to the location I gave you. Remember, don't let Lorna reveal her abilities, understand?"

Just one apartment unit away from Wade, Carol listened to the voice through her earpiece and nodded. "Got it."

Then, she grabbed Lorna and jumped out the window, not forgetting to close it with her toes.

Carol was very nimble. Even with Lorna on her back, she climbed down nimbly from the third floor to the second floor and jumped down.

After they landed, the two girls ran down an alley.

Inside the apartment, Wade found it strange when he saw the guns stuffed through the door. "Huh? They surrendered after just a stun grenade? These mercenaries are crap."

Vanessa quickly walked out of the kitchen and gave him her phone. "Your friend's on the line."

Wade: "Is he asking me to pay him back?"

Vanessa rolled her eyes. "No."

Wade then took the phone with his left hand. Before he said anything, he heard a familiar low British accent. "I got someone to help you take care of the people outside. Leave quickly and go to this address. Don't get targeted again. I can't save your wife every time."

Wade was stunned. "I don't need your… hey."

The call was cut off.

Vanessa looked at him. "What's wrong?"

Wade didn't care. "Let's go. We can leave."

Vanessa asked, "But the people outside?"

Wade said, "Hehe, my friend took care of them."

That being said, he still propped himself up and walked to the door. Picking up the two pistols and clips, he opened the door.

He stuck his head out and looked around, before he walked out in surprise. "He really sorted it out? …Does that guy have a crush on me? Is that why he's watching my every move? Hm, wait, or is it Vanessa…"

Vanessa came out behind him. "What's wrong?"

Wade: "It's fine. Let's go. Hm, I think I was shot. Hold me."

Vanessa gave him a disgusted look, but still helped him downstairs.

What she didn't know was that he was mumbling to himself. Maybe V's having an affair with Vanessa? Otherwise, why would he mention saving her again just now? Also, he actually knew about me wanting to watch her in the shower last time. He's definitely a peeping tom, right?

No, no, no. What if V is using Vanessa to make me jealous and make me fall in love with him? Yes, that must be it. Wade let his thoughts run wild as Vanessa supported downstairs and they left the apartment building.

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