Herman's face was really too conspicuous. Camellia did a little something to his face, turning a stunning beauty into an ordinary-looking geek, except for those purple eyes, clear and captivating, truly beautiful.The two of them were flirting and teasing each other at the island market, one calling the other "wifey" with an adorable innocence, while the other teased back in a charming and flirtatious manner. As they moved with the crowd, making their way through the market, they split up to shop separately since they had limited time, each taking charge of a section.Camellia handled two people, while Herman took care of three. Rose and Laura waited by the seaside, and before long, they returned, clean and quick. They worked together quite well.They all boarded the yacht directly, landing from a blind spot on the island and hiding the yacht behind rocks to avoid drawing attention. The back mountain of the island was quite a distance from the front, with sheer cliffs on the other sid
Laura was the youngest, so Camellia had her stay with the computer to receive messages.As soon as it got dark, Camellia, Herman, and Rose split up. They quickly took down over a dozen hidden sentries. Assassination was a job they had been doing for years, so they were very familiar with it. They didn't alert anyone. Camellia even silently climbed the high tower and killed four guards, propping their bodies against the pillars to maintain the appearance of guards still on duty.In just half an hour, they had dealt with over fifty people. It was dinner time, and people were less vigilant. Unfortunately, someone happened to encounter the bodies while using the restroom, immediately triggering the alarm. Suddenly, all the young men on the island rushed out.The old man sharply directed everyone to begin a thorough search. Without hesitation, Camellia and Rose decided to open fire, turning the covert operation into an open battle.Laura watched nervously from the woods; there were too man
The eight men seemed very interested in the gunfire and explosions outside, eager to join the battle. They were discussing and speculating who dared to invade Death Island.Death Island. A fitting name.Laura sneered and looked up at the sharp chandeliers on the ceiling. With a swift motion, she fired her silver gun at the ceiling, startling the young men. As they looked up, rifles and pistols at the ready, Laura seized the moment and fired eight shots in rapid succession.As the chandeliers crashed down, so did the eight young men.Efficient and fierce adaptation.If Laura had confronted them head-on, she would have been killed. But she cleverly utilized everything available in the room to deal the maximum blow to her opponents. As the chandeliers fell, everyone's first instinct was to look up.That split-second distraction was all she needed to kill.The men and women imprisoned inside rushed excitedly to the iron bars, their faces filled with hope, thinking they were being rescued.
Laura glanced back in silence, Henry had already sensed her thoughts, but didn't say anything. Maybe he, to some extent, also had similar thoughts. In times of crisis, most people think of themselves and their loved ones. People like them don't waste their thoughts on insignificant people."Are you really one of us?" The head of the American branch asked hesitantly. He had almost believed in Laura and Henry. If he was insignificant, he wouldn't have been locked up here, let alone tortured for so long by that old man.Laura gave him an unhappy look, "Believe what you want, don't ask if you don't. Haven't you seen Stone's wounds?"A big man being silenced by a small girl did cause some embarrassment. Laura was assertive and focused only on Henry, ignoring everyone else."Are you in pain?" Laura knew Henry was in bad shape, so she deliberately slowed down. A glimpse just now revealed many wounds, old and new, spread across his body."I can handle it." Henry had sweat on his face but held
These wolfhounds seemed to pick up on the tense atmosphere in the forest, lacking their initial vigor and sounding somewhat distressed, their howls jarring in the quiet night.Suddenly, the young men followed the direction of the wolfhounds, ready for battle at any moment.Camellia, hiding in the trees, smirked. She led them in here. Let's see if they'll be lucky enough to make it out alive.The silk dart flew straight and hit the tree trunk, Camellia looped the iron ring around it and slid past with the silk dart. At the same time, the silver gun shot eight times in a row, instantly killing twelve wolfhounds.This silver gun was given to her by Herman as compensation. Originally Herman's gun, but he lost hers. Camellia was furious and demanded compensation from Herman. Now Herman listened to Camellia's every word, so whatever she said went. Thus, this gun, the top-ranked silver gun, ended up in her hands.This gun was extremely deadly, and coupled with Camellia's prowess as the Gun K
"Is your master doing okay?""Shut your mouth, you're not worthy to mention my master." Camellia snapped coldly, her cold eyes piercing, wrist subtly moving as a chilling smile danced on her lips, "Leopard, I'm giving you a chance to prepare out of respect for your age, just don't die too miserably later."Leopard's pale face showed a fierce expression, his eyes that had been silent for years revealing a strong dominance.Being a figure like Camellia and Rose, it was clear that there was a strong killing intent emanating from Leopard.Leopard laughed heartily, his grey hair dancing in the night air, rustling without wind, and startling the birds in the forest, creating a menacing pressure in the eerie night forest."You two are her proud disciples, today I will eliminate you all," Leopard spoke with extreme coldness.Rose sneered, "Why not give it a try?"Camellia suddenly smiled seductively, holstering her silver gun, "After hiding for years, I didn't expect you to seek refuge with t
Meanwhile, in the forest, as soon as Henry and Laura entered the minefield, explosions erupted, and more than ten pursuers burst into laughter.The head of the American branch, with Henry and Laura, didn't even dare to catch their breath. Midway, Laura, weakened by blood loss, slumped to one side. Henry quickly reached out and pulled her into his embrace.Henry's fair face betrayed panic. Since he'd known Laura, she'd always been lively and fiercely strong. He'd never seen her so vulnerable before, and he was nervous.As soon as he held Laura, she regained some consciousness and immediately pushed Henry away. But it was too late. The warmth spread behind Henry's touch, his hands stained with blood...Henry's eyes seemed to glint red, his fingers trembling. Thankfully, it was night, masking his defeated expression. This was Laura's blood...Bloody, thick, and... cold..."Laura, are you okay?" Henry heard his own trembling voice. He forced himself to take deep breaths, trying hard to st
"Freeze!" one of the young men shouted.The head of the American branch swiftly put down the two children and pulled them behind him, his eyes sharp and cold. Damn it, after being locked up for years, his guard was significantly lowered."I knew you'd come up here. Do you think your little tricks down there could fool us?" the man sneered.They approached, guns pointed at their heads, coldly laughing. "Orders from the top: you get to live, consider yourselves lucky!""Orders from Leopard?" Laura's eyes were like daggers, exceptionally sharp.The man was furious, lifting his gun to shoot Laura, but Henry sternly intervened, "Stop it! A grown man like you hitting a girl, isn't that embarrassing?""You..." The man, ashamed and angry, lowered his gun.Another man said, "Enough talk, let's get them down."Laura gritted her teeth. They had come this far, so close to success. But in her current state... The head of the American branch... If something went wrong, it would be Henry's life on t