"What? I'm repairing the elevator," the worker lowered his safety helmet and said."But the elevator isn't broken, why are you fixing it? It's been running smoothly," Serena replied."Someone called me yesterday, and said there were jerks during operation, significant vibrations, so I came to check," the worker explained."Okay, go ahead, then." Serena nodded, not paying much attention to him.When the elevator arrived, Serena stepped out.Once Serena had left the elevator, the worker's face under the safety helmet was revealed. It was a disfigured face, eyes filled with malice and madness.He adjusted his toolbox, unzipped it, and began assembling something from inside.Half an hour later, he emerged from the elevator and smirked at the surveillance camera, revealing his zombie-like face.Instead of leaving, he headed toward a room.By the time the worker in blue emerged, it was already 4 PM, which meant he had been inside for six hours.The worker didn't leave immediately.
"How's it going? Have you found her?" Xayne arrived in hurried strides."No, we haven't found Ms. Serena," a firefighter replied.Xayne took out his phone, checked the recent calls, and calculated that there were less than ten minutes left."What do we do? Ten minutes, and they haven't located Serena." Xayne's mind raced. The more urgent the situation, the cooler his mind became. It was a trait honed from years on the battlefield in the Northern Plains.Seconds ticked away, less than nine minutes remaining."If it comes down to it, we'll have to rely on the bomb disposal expert to defuse the bomb," the fire chief said."No way. With this little time, we have no certainty of defusing the bomb. Even the best bomb expert in Drakonia wouldn't be able to do it," the bomb disposal experts agreed."Forget it. I'll do it myself. Let me know the time once you've defused one," Xayne decided.With a leap, Xayne entered the building, punching open the elevator doors.Firefighters had al
However, the expected explosion did not occur. Instead, the bomb was split in half.Outside the building, there was a deathly silence at first, followed by an eruption of cheers."Now that the danger has passed, let's get the company employees in to help search. They know the company better and will be more likely to find her," the firefighters suggested.Xayne nodded and swiftly returned inside the building to search room by room.Serena struggled to breathe inside a dusty blue barrel, muttering incoherently, "Xayne, Xayne."Over an hour later, the crowd moved the heavy object off the blue barrel, revealing Serena inside, drenched in sweat and barely breathing."Quick, inform everyone!" A firefighter carried Serena out.When Xayne arrived, he found Serena exhibiting severe physical reactions. If not treated promptly for cerebral hypoxia, she might become an idiot or a vegetable even if she survived.Xayne immediately picked up Serena and rushed her toward the ambulance.Xayne
"Take advantage of the strength you have now to call out a few more times. You might not be able to later." Xayne's voice suddenly echoed throughout the secret chamber, sounding to the blue-clad worker like a demonic echo."What do you want? I don't know anything. Let me go," the blue-clad worker gritted his teeth."You're still being stubborn? I love interrogating stubborn people. The harder you resist, the more excited I get," Xayne said, taking out a whip and lashing it fiercely across the blue-clad worker's body.Soon, gruesome wounds appeared on the blue-clad worker's body, bleeding profusely."Help, it hurts so much!" The blue-clad worker screamed."Tell me, who instructed you to plant the explosives," Xayne demanded as he continued to beat and interrogate."What explosives? Who sent me? I don't understand what you're talking about." the blue-clad worker continued to dodge the question."You won't talk, huh? Let me show you how it feels to have salt water on your wounds,"
On the other end of the line, Ace responded respectfully, "Yes, Supreme Commander! I'll deploy the troops right away!"Xayne's eyes glinted with a cold fury after hanging up the phone.The Hwark family had crossed the lines. No matter how deep the Hwark family's roots ran, no matter their connections in the capital, reaching for Serena meant certain death.Meanwhile, Trent was seated at the head of the hall inside the Hwark residence. His face was grim as he pointed angrily at Ryder, who was sitting on the couch."What happened? Why did you fail? What was Nighthawk doing?!"Ryder's face was equally serious. "Dad, don't worry. It's just one failure.""Get Nighthawk in here!" Trent demanded coldly.Soon, a hunched middle-aged man with a sinister look entered the hall, bowing to Trent and Ryder. "Mr. Trent, Mr. Ryder.""How could you mess this up?!" Trent barked, his anger boiling over.Nighthawk immediately dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't anticipate the King o
There, nestled in the rugged landscape, stood the headquarters of one of the most prestigious kickboxing groups in the country—Crociati Circle. Ranked among the top five kickboxing groups, its comprehensive strength was only slightly behind that of the revered KB Kings Circle.Crociati Circle boasted a thousand-year legacy, its prowess and influence unfathomable. It was said that its disciples roamed the land, carrying out divine justice. Notably, the group was renowned for its legendary "Seven Swords," a title given to seven Sword Saints, each having reached the pinnacle of kickboxing mastery years ago. Throughout history, during times of turmoil and bloodshed, the presence of the Crociati Circle has always been felt.Meanwhile, in the office departments of General Affairs of the bustling capital sat a slightly overweight middle-aged man. He wore a traditional suit and sported black-rimmed glasses.This office was where all crucial documents of the nation were handled. Intellectu
Hearing Leonardo's outburst, Trent frowned slightly and said, "Leonardo, it can't be that serious, right? You work in the Office of General Affairs. I trust your capabilities and connections. You need to hurry back. Also, I've already asked Jaden, Lennox, and Damian to gather manpower. I refuse to believe that the King of the North can destroy our Hwark family in West Dangria!""Trent! You..." Leonardo was sweating profusely in his urgency. "I'll head back right away! But until I get there, don't engage with the King of the North or his people at all!""All right, hurry back," Trent replied and then quickly hung up the phone. His expression darkened immediately as he muttered, "Leonardo has become more cautious after working in the Office of General Affairs."Beside him, the butler, Tom, said, "Master, perhaps Mr. Leonardo is right. After all, it's the King of the North we're talking about. He has eighty thousand troops. Even combined with the forces of Mr. Jaden, Mr. Lennox, and Mr
The airplane door opened, and Xayne stepped out, his dragon-patterned battle robe billowing in the cool breeze. At that moment, a murderous aura surged through the air, permeating the surroundings. His eyes reflected the dim glow of the moon as he descended the steps, each stride exuding a formidable presence. Following closely behind was Draven, emanating an equally intimidating aura.At the front of the assembled soldiers, a general quickly stepped forward, saluting sharply. "Subordinate Hagrid Loom, Chief Commander of the West Dangria Military Theater, greets the King of the North!"Xayne cast a cold glance at the middle-aged man before him and nodded slightly. "How many soldiers are stationed in the West Dangria Military Theater?""Only ten thousand, sir," Hagrid responded respectfully.Xayne nodded. "Open all military channels. In one hour, eighty thousand Northern Plains troops will arrive in the West Dangria Military Theater.""Yes, sir!" Hagrid shouted, then gestured invit