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The figure in Erika's memory had once been just as he was now, filled with a sense of justice and strong principles. However, his principles often overshadowed his sense of justice; he was a typical paranoid.
Shasha, on the other hand, was different. Although they had spent little time together, it was clear that this guy also possessed a unique sense of justice and had a tendency to meddle in others' affairs. Deep down, he was kind-hearted.
Indeed, he was kind. For someone she had known for such a short time to stand up without hesitation instead of choosing to flee alone—how could that not be considered kindness? If she had previously harbored doubts about Shasha, now she felt complete trust in him and was eager to be friends.
However, all of this would have to wait until they dealt with the current situation.
“If I’m not mistaken, this guy should be the top assassin known as Target Eye under Jin Bing. He possesses impressive combat skills and exceptional throwing abilities. Your skills are better than mine, so you’ll take the lead in the attack. I’ll handle the long-range support!”
With the strategy quickly decided, Erika did not argue against Shasha’s decision; it was indeed the best course of action.
As they engaged once more, the situation changed dramatically.
In a one-on-one confrontation, Target Eye showed no fear of Erika. But now there was Shasha with a gun, forcing Target Eye to split his attention between them. As a result, he found himself at a disadvantage instead of maintaining control.
And what about Shasha? Seizing the opportunity, he focused intently on Target Eye’s movements. The gun’s muzzle followed Target Eye’s attacks, appearing to show no intent to fire while actually waiting for the perfect moment.
A moment that would leave Target Eye with no way to escape!
Feeling increasingly frustrated, Target Eye became more impatient. Eager to eliminate Erika, he soon made a fatal mistake by leaving his back exposed to Shasha.
As soon as the opportunity arose, Shasha fired a shot. The bullet whistled through the air along the trajectory he had calculated.
With a sudden realization of danger, Target Eye forcefully turned his body. However, Erika chose to step forward, her right hand wielding a steel spike that lunged fiercely toward his chest.
There was no way to evade it; Target Eye opted to take the hit, as Shasha had not aimed for his vital points. Erika's attack, however, was aimed directly at them, so he chose the lesser of two evils.
The bullet pierced through Target Eye's shoulder blade, spraying blood in its wake. Clutching his shoulder and stepping back, his dark eyes, filled with fury, fixed on Shasha and Erika as if he wanted to engrave their faces in his memory.
Shasha, who had braced himself for another attack from Target Eye, was surprised when the latter chose to leave without a word. This unexpected retreat made Shasha's tense nerves finally relax.
Seeing Shasha slump down, Erika helped him up and teased him like a friend, "If it weren't for you being the one firing the gun, I would have thought you were the one hit."
Shasha could only smile wryly; little did Erika know how much mental energy it took to focus on that shot. After all, super reflexes were also a form of ability and consumed mental strength.
After a brief rest, just as they were about to set off again, Shasha suddenly remembered something and hurried over to the other side of the vehicle. However, when he didn't see Chris there, his expression darkened instantly.
With a loud bang, he slammed his fist on the hood of the car and gritted his teeth, "Damn it! I knew this guy wouldn't be so obedient."
Erika shrugged helplessly and added with a hint of sarcasm, "Even if you meddle in others' affairs, you should consider who you're dealing with. I knew from the first moment I saw him that he wasn't someone who would listen."
Shasha remained noncommittal at her words but gave Erika an odd look; there was something strange about this conversation.
A faint blush crept onto her cheeks as she skillfully avoided Shasha's gaze. Erika quickly changed the subject, "So what now? That guy is gone, and Target Eye could find us at any moment."
"Of course we need to find that guy; he has something that can turn our situation around!"
As Shasha and Erika searched for Chris, he had already escaped several kilometers away. He was more familiar with Orange County than they were, so getting lost was not an option for him, and he easily shook off his pursuers.
"One or two of you want to use me? Dream on! With that information, why would I choose to disclose it unconditionally? If I sell it to Jin Bing's rivals, I could make a fortune. But I must thank you for your help; otherwise, I wouldn't have escaped so easily. Hahaha!" Chris chuckled softly, unable to hide the joy swelling within him as he envisioned a future filled with cash.
However, a figure that filled Chris with dread suddenly appeared before him. With a sinister grin, the newcomer clamped his uninjured hand tightly around Chris's head. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I need you to lure out those two guys. No one has ever escaped from my grasp unharmed—no exceptions!"
Looking at the frenzied Target Eye, Chris could only manage a bitter smile. If he could do it all over again, he would definitely choose to follow Shasha's plan. He would rather face her than the lunatic standing in front of him.
Unfortunately, Target Eye was clever—or perhaps he had anticipated Chris's escape and pretended to leave in order to track him down. Fortunately for him, his plan worked, but he had defied Jin Bing's orders.
Because more than wanting to deal with Chris, he wanted to eliminate the ones who had hurt him: Shasha and Erika.
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