NovelEnglishChapter 734 Better Than Her Lyle quickly adjusted the binoculars and looked into the distance. In the circular lens, William's figure cinto focus.
William was dressed casually in a white shirt, black trousers, and a long coat. He wasn't intending to disguise himself or hide his presence. He looked as he were just out for a stroll after dinner. However, William didn't live in the mountaintop mansion. Even if he did, he wouldn't be wandering halfway down the mountain at such a late hour.
Lyle tightened his grip on the binoculars. "William can't be the driver's boss." Lyle's demeanor shifted from nonchalant to serious.
"How can you be so sure?" Emelie asked.
They were there to track down the mastermind. But now, they were seeing a familiar face, William. Wouldn't it be reasonable to question his involvement? Lyle answered bluntly, "He wouldn't kidnap or traffic you." Emelie fell silent, her gaze fixed on the person through the binoculars.
William was standing by a building. He remained still, occasionally glancing at his watch. He looked like he was waiting for someone.
Emelie's breath grew shallow.
Lyle suddenly exclaimed, "Shit! He's getting away!" Emelie was so focused on William that, only then, she realized that the driver had revved a motorcycle and sped off into the mountains.
She put down the binoculars and quickly assessed the situation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Let's go!" she said.
Lyle complied and quickly got into the car in pursuit.
However, the roads in the mountain narrowed as they went deeper. As the trees becdenser, it eventually blocked their path completely.
Lyle drew on his experience and reversed the car. He knew it would be dangerous to stay put. However, it was too late.
A group of people suddenly appeared behind their car. They wielded iron rods and fiercely smashed the rear window.
The car wasn't armored, so the window instantly cracked from the hit.
Emelie glanced back.
Lyle ignored the people behind the car and continued to reverse, trying to force his way through.
The attackers quickly shoved the iron rods into the car's rim. They jammed the wheels, stopping the car from leaving.
Lyle muttered under his breath, "Damn it! That asshole led us into an ambush." With the car window shattered and the vehicle immobile, it was no longer safe inside.
"Stay in the car. I'll deal with them," Lyle said as he pulled a knife from his boot.
He opened the door and jumped out, kicking one attacker aside.
He shook his head, beckoning with his fingers, as if he was requesting a challenge. "Con!" Four or five attackers immediately rushed at Lyle.
Just as Lyle was about to engage, an attacker was hit in the thigh by a crossbow arrow. He screamed and collapsed to the ground.
Lyle quickly turned around, realizing Emelie had also gotten out of the car.
Emelie was no longer the dainty petal she once was. Over the past three years, she had picked up self-defense. With one skilled in close combat and the other as a marksman, Emelie and Lyle worked together. However, the attackers outnumbered them. The lighting was poor, and it was difficult for Emelie to aim.
With that, their situation becincreasingly dire.
As Emelie hit one attacker, she let her guard down for a moment, missing the person sneaking up behind her. The attacker was wielding a metal rod with a menacing grin, aiming for her head.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the attacker's wrist. The he person twisted it and snapped it with a sickening crack. "Ah!" The attacker screamed in agony.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEmelie abruptly turned around to see the attacker being kicked away by a man.
"I suppose this is my second tsaving you, Ms. Pierce," William said.
Emelie paused briefly.
"Turns out you're my savior, Mr. Middleton," she replied.
The wind rustled through the trees, and the two exchanged a silent glance.
William suddenly narrowed his eyes. He swiftly moved to Emelie's side, wrapped his arm around her waist and grabbed her hand with the other.
Before she could react, he spun her 180 degrees and fired an arrow at an attacker sneaking up behind them The arrow hit its mark on the attacker's abdomen. Emelie had no chance to break free. William continued to shoot, firing each arrow at its target.
A thought crossed Emelie's mind.
His aim was far better than hers.
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