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The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty
At that moment London's heart raced as he faced Mr. Oliver, a mix of determination and unease in his eyes. He spoke in a low, earnest voice, careful not to let his words carry beyond the room.“Mr. Oliver, I need to tell you something, but it has to stay between us. It's about Sophia again.” London paused, gathering his thoughts. “She begged me not to say anything, but after what happened, I can't keep quiet. I'm worried that Damien might be plotting something again, and this time, he could succeed in trapping her.”At that moment Mr. Oliver leaned forward, his brow furrowed with concern. “What do you mean? What's going on?”London took a deep breath, his love for Sophia evident in every word. “I think Damien is up to something, but Sofia doesn't want anyone to know. She's afraid of what he might do. That's why I'm coming to you. I'm begging you, Mr. Oliver, please don't let Sofia find out about this conversation. Whatever you do to protect her, do it quietly. She can't know.”Hear
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty One
Not long after both London and Winston arrived The location, it was a restaurant.The tension hung thick in the air as London and Winston settled into their seats, their guarded expressions betraying the unease between them. Then they exchanged curt nods, a mere formality masking the reservations they harbored for one another.At that moment London leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table. “Let's cut to the chase, Winston. We both know we're not here to exchange pleasantries.” His voice was low and direct, leaving no room for small talk.Winston's lips curled into a wry smile.“Agreed. Damien is the reason we're here, so let's not waste time pretending to be friends.”London nodded, his eyes narrowing. “I saw something at the restaurant the other day, between you and Damien. There's something going on there, isn't there?” He studied Whisting's face, searching for any flicker of reaction.Winston's jaw clenched, a subtle indication that London had struck a nerve. “You could s
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty Two
At that moment London slammed his fist on the table, his anger boiling over. “That lucky bastard! He always manages to slip away, doesn't he? Every single time!” The words tumbled out of his mouth, laced with frustration and resentment.Winston held up his hands, trying to calm London down. “Easy there, London. That's not why we're here, remember?” He leaned forward, his voice low and serious. “We're here to figure out how we can join forces and take down our common enemy. You don't want Damien around, and neither do I. We need to work together, side by side, to make sure we bring him down.”London took a deep breath, trying to rein in his emotions. “You're right, Winston.” He paused for a moment, his brow furrowed in thought.“I've been thinking of something, but I'm not sure if it's going to work.”**Damien's phone rang, the shrill sound cutting through the air like a knife. As he glanced at the caller ID, his face contorted with a mixture of anger and intensity. His body tense
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty Three
The Brain, recognizing Serenity's subordinate, acknowledged her presence with a curt nod. The subordinate, realizing her mistake, quickly saluted the high-ranking officer. “I apologize, sir,” she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of respect and embarrassment. “I wasn't aware that Damien was here to deliver the herbs you requested.”The Brain's gaze lingered on the subordinate for a moment, his expression unreadable.“It is not your place to question Damien's actions,” he stated, his tone firm but not unkind. “Please leave us and refrain from meddling in his affairs. He is here on official business.”Immediately Serenity subordinate, chastised by the Brain's words, lowered her gaze and nodded.“Yes, sir. I understand.” With a final salute, she turned and walked away, her footsteps echoing through the hallway.As she retreated, the subordinate's mind raced with disappointment and self-doubt. “I can't believe I was so wrong about Damien,” she thought, her brow furrowed in frustr
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty Four
At that moment Brain stepped forward, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. With a flick of his wrist, he brought up a large screen, its glow casting an eerie light across the faces of the assembled generals and war goddess. The atmosphere in the battle room was electric, a palpable tension that crackled like static in the air.“Ladies and gentlemen,” the Brain began, his voice steady and authoritative, “I've called this meeting to discuss a matter of utmost importance.” Then he paused, his eyes scanning the room, ensuring that every person was hanging on his every word.The screen behind him flickered to life, a series of images and data points flashing across its surface. “Our intelligence has gathered critical information that requires our immediate attention,” the Brain continued, his voice rising with a sense of urgency. “It has come to our knowledge that a group known as the Two Dragons is on the rise once again.”At that moment a murmur rippled through
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty Five
At that moment Serenity's mind raced with the tales she had heard of the Two Dragons' leader, a man renowned for his brute strength and fierce demeanor. Whispers of his legendary battle with the Supreme King echoed through her thoughts, a clash of titans that had left the world trembling in its wake.Yet even as she recalled the Supreme King's hard-fought victory, a nagging doubt crept into her mind. If the leader of the Two Dragons had indeed emerged from his long hibernation stronger than ever, who could say whether the Supreme King's power had kept pace? The uncertainty gnawed at her, a cold knot of fear twisting in her gut.As the Brain opened the floor for questions, Serenity found herself raising her hand almost involuntarily. The weight of her concerns propelled her forward, a desperate need for answers driving her to speak.At that moment the Brain's gaze settled upon her, his nod an unspoken invitation to voice her thoughts.Then Serenity took a deep breath, her words tumbl
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty Six
At that moment the Brain was about to call the meeting to a close when a sudden jolt of shock froze him in place, his eyes widening in disbelief.Seeing what had just happened the entire room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with tension as they watched the Brain's face contort in a mixture of astonishment and something akin to fear.It was clear to all present that the Brain had received a message through his earpiece, a communication that had shaken him to his very core. His body went rigid, his hands gripping the edge of the table with such force that his knuckles turned white.The war kings and goddess exchanged anxious glances, their hearts pounding in their chests as they tried to decipher the meaning behind the Brain's reaction. Could it be that the Two Dragons had already made their move? Had some new, unforeseen threat emerged to challenge the safety and security of Somerville?Serenity leaned forward, her eyes locked on the Brain's face as she searched for any clue,
The understated miraculous Doctor. Chapter Hundred and Sixty Eight
Serenity's words hung in the air, the weight of their meaning slowly sinking in. The subordinate's eyes widened, her mouth falling open in a gasp of pure, unadulterated shock. “The Supreme King?” she breathed, her voice trembling with a mix of awe and disbelief. “He's... he's back?”Serenity nodded, her smile growing wider still. “Yes, he has returned to take his rightful place at the head of our forces once more. Somerville is safe, protected by the most powerful being in all the land.”At that moment the subordinate shook her head, her expression a portrait of stunned amazement. “I can't believe it,” she murmured, her gaze distant. “The stories of his might, his power... I always thought they were just legends, tales to inspire us in times of darkness.”Serenity laid a comforting hand on the young woman's shoulder, her touch gentle and reassuring. “The Supreme King is very real, and his strength is beyond measure. With him leading us, there is nothing we cannot achieve, no enemy
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Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Five
At that moment London brother s suddenly let go of his leg, allowing him to regain his balance. Then he stepped backward, calm and composed, as if the attack had been nothing but a warm-up stretch.London’s brother landed on his feet smoothly. He straightened up slowly, rotating his ankle as he gave Damien a hard stare. His jaw clenched, but then a smirk broke through his rigid expression.“Well… not bad,” he muttered, his voice laced with restrained anger. “I’m quite impressed.”His eyes narrowed, not in admiration—but calculation.“You dodged my attack,” he continued, voice sharper now, “and you even caught it… cleanly. You didn’t flinch. That says a lot.”He stepped in a slow circle, boots crunching over broken crate pieces.“You’re not from here, are you?” he asked coldly. “No. I see that now. No one from this city—not even the top brass—moves like that.”He stopped pacing and tilted his head.“I know every single person that can do what you just did. Every single one of them.”
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Four
The moment the man’s head bounced on the concrete floor—once, twice, and then a third time—an eerie silence gripped the warehouse. The blood smeared across the floor painted a scene so still and tense, they could almost hear the cold metal in the air.However London’s brother didn’t flinch, not visibly. But his sharp eyes caught every detail. The precision, the speed, the utter lack of wasted motion.At that moment his eyebrow lifted subtly.“That can’t be…” he thought, his fingers slowly curling into a fist by his side. “That’s the Twin Blade Technique.”He had seen it only a few people do it during his training in the Special Division. It wasn’t a move just anyone could pull off. It was a martial arts technique hidden within the high-ranking military, one that fused shadow movement and speed so flawlessly, it made the user seem like they hadn’t moved at all. But in truth, they’d already attacked and returned to their original position before the victim even blinked.Only a handful
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Three
At that moment the call rang once…Twice…Three times.Sophia could barely face the phone, her swollen fingers trembling as the pain throbbed up her arms. Just when she thought she would pass out from panic, the line clicked.“Hello?” Damien’s voice came through, steady and calm, but layered with confusion. “Sophia? I just got to the house. You’re not here—what happened?”Tears poured down her cheeks instantly.“I’m sorry…” she sobbed. “I didn’t mean to. I’m so sorry…”Damien’s tone shifted. He straightened up slightly, brows drawing in. “What? Wait—what’s going on? Is it because you left the house? That’s why you’re crying like this? Are you hurt or something?”She whimpered, her voice breaking between every word. “Yes… I’m hurt… I couldn’t hold on… Damien, I—”Something about her tone didn’t sit right with him. Her words were strange, broken… too much like someone who was trying to say more than they could.Then suddenly, another voice came on the line.A deeper one, Cold, void of
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy Two
The sound of the chair scraping back was subtle, yet everyone in the room fell quiet the moment London’s brother stood to his feet.At that moment the man who had been torturing Sophia immediately lowered his head and stepped aside like a shadow retreating from light. He didn’t need to be told twice—his presence was no longer needed.Then London’s brother spoke, his voice calm, low, but heavy with authority.“I don’t have all day,” he said, coldly. “This has taken too long already.”His tone wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. Every word settled into the walls of the warehouse like the creak of metal under pressure. Final, Sure, Dangerous. Then he began walking—each step measured, firm, quiet.Sophia, barely conscious, stirred.She could hear the faint thud of his boots getting closer.Then she blinked slowly.Her eyes, puffy and red, tried to focus through the haze. Her vision was blurred from pain, from tears, from exhaustion. Her body trembled. Her hands throbbed in sharp waves, p
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy One
His fingers grazed the edge of a tool inside the briefcase, and he glanced at her one last time.“Then we’ll force the truth out of you. And by the time we’re done… you won’t even know what hit you.”At that moment the man opened the lower compartment of the metal briefcase and lifted out a small steel object—something that looked like a miniature armor casing. The sharp metallic gleam bounced off the dim light above, and for a moment, Sophia couldn’t even breathe.She watched in horror as he unsnapped the second layer. Inside, a thin row of glinting needles lay in order—longer than average, yet delicate enough to sink beneath the skin without leaving an immediate trace. He picked one, held it between his fingers, and ran it gently across his thumb as if testing its sharpness.Sophia flinched hard against the chair, but the ropes on her wrists only dug deeper into her skin. Her ankles burned with pressure. Her entire body shook, helpless and bound. There was nowhere to run. Nowhere to
Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy
At that moment Sophia's throat felt dry, her lips trembling with fear, anger, and helplessness. She couldn’t even blink without tears threatening to fall. Her thoughts ran wild, crashing into each other like waves in a storm.‘If I say anything... if I mention Damien…’Her heart clenched painfully. ‘Everything I’ve been planning, all the little steps I’ve taken to get close to him—just to be the woman standing beside him—will never work out. If I ever betray him like this… even once… it's over.’At that moment she bit her lip hard.‘Damien will never look at me the same way. He'll never trust me. He’ll never forgive me. And if he doesn’t trust me, how am I supposed to mean anything to him?’Her gaze dropped to the cold concrete floor, then slowly back to the man still staring at her with lifeless eyes. He was waiting. Pressuring. Ready to pounce if she spoke the wrong word.Her mind kept racing. Even if I stay quiet… even if Damien does show up… this isn’t just street-level thugs anym
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Nine
Hearing what the man just said Sophia’s entire body froze.Her breath caught halfway in her throat as her eyes darted across the room. Her lips quivered, the cold ropes digging into her skin as her wrists trembled against the wooden chair. Fear seeped into her bones like ice water—she didn’t know what they wanted, or why this was happening.The man stood before her, shadowed under the flickering warehouse light. His expression didn’t change. Just cold eyes. Cold lips. Cold silence.Then came the voice—low and sharp like a knife slicing through paper.“You know London, right?”Upon hearing the name, immediately her heart slammed against her chest.Sophia’s head jolted up. “London?” she repeated, her voice a whisper of disbelief.Then, suddenly—everything clicked.Her voice turned sharp, but shaky. “So… London is behind all this?” she asked, blinking fast. “What is going on? What did I do to him? I told him—I told him I didn’t want anything to do with him! I made it clear!”She was brea
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Eight
At that moment the cold air clung to Sophia’s skin, biting at her like invisible thorns. The rough ropes cut into her wrists, but she barely noticed.Because now, the realization hit her, She was in a warehouse.Then her lips parted, dry, trembling as her eyes blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the light above. Her head ached, her body stiff, but her instinct screamed louder than the pain. She was in danger.At that moment She turned her head slowly, carefully, scanning the space around her, and then—her eyes landed on him.A figure. Seated across the room. His posture relaxed, but everything about him screamed threat. One leg crossed casually over the other, his hands resting on the armrest of the chair like a king surveying his prisoner.His gaze was locked on her.It was Cold, Piercing, Deadly.At that moment Sophia froze.Her breath caught in her throat as her vision gradually sharpened, the fog in her eyes slowly lifting… inch by inch… until the man’s face came into focus.And
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Seven
Seeing what just happened.“Master George!” Serenity cried, rushing to her grandfather’s side. “Please check him! Something’s wrong!”Master George, who had been frozen in place from everything that had just transpired, jolted back to awareness. He quickly moved over, his face pale with urgency as he knelt beside the old man.“Step aside,” he muttered, pulling out a small diagnostic kit from his bag as he began checking the old man’s pulse. His fingers pressed gently against the wrinkled skin at the wrist, then to the side of the neck. His brows furrowed.Serenity hovered beside them, wringing her hands anxiously. “Is he alright? Is he okay? What’s happening? Why did he collapse like that?!”Master George looked up after a moment and let out a slow breath. “He didn’t faint,” he said carefully. “His vitals are normal. He’s just… he’s just in shock, Serenity. The kind of emotional shock that drains the body completely. He needs to rest.”Serenity blinked in disbelief. “Shock?” she whis
