Chapter 1687

Two of the assassins were instantly pierced through the chest and abdomen by flying daggers, collapsing into pools of blood. The man in the trench coat quickly pinpointed where the daggers had come from and roared, "Chase him!"

Immediately, the group charged into the dense forest.

Meanwhile, Xayne had hidden the bloodied pilot in a nearby thicket. "Hang in there, I'll get help," he assured before disappearing into the forest.

The assassins were hot on his trail, their footsteps echoing through the woods.

Gunshots rang out, sending birds flying in all directions.

The group soon slowed, huddling with tense expressions, scanning the surroundings.

Xayne had vanished from right under their noses.

The man in the trench coat cursed, quickly pulling out a satellite phone. "Boss, the mission failed," he reported coldly.

On the other end, a calm voice responded, "I understand. Ask your men to retreat."

The call ended abruptly. The trench coat man pocketed the phone, signaling his team t