Chapter 135 - escaping death's door
"Drop your weapons!" A heavily armed mercenary squad appeared from the blind spots, tightly locking down all escape routes for Michael Jr. and his special task force. Vance had anticipated this move and secretly laid a trap.
But Michael Jr. never stepped into a battle without foreseeing all scenarios. He smirked coldly, dropping an extremely powerful smoke grenade onto the marble floor. Thick white smoke flared up, completely obscuring their vision.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the special task force put on infrared goggles and returned fire. Deafening gunshots tore through the night. Michael Jr. dashed through the dense hail of bullets, crashed through a shattered glass window, and jumped out.
A bullet grazed his shoulder causing him to bleed, but he didn't stop. Michael Jr. hugged the hard drive tightly to his chest, running toward the armored vehicle waiting at the edge of the forest. The vehicle sped away fast.
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The next morning, Michael Jr. returned to his office, placing the hard drive on the desk. "The evidence is finally here," Noah said, his eyes gleaming with ultimate victory.
👉 read part 136 to see the razor-sharp counterattack.
