Johan Niles stood for quite a while before turning to leave.
He felt like sothing had happened, but he was still in the dark.
He returned ho, washed up, changed into loose clothes, and prepared to go to bed.
However, once lying in bed, he suddenly sniffed the air.
There was an unusual scent in the air!
Soone!
Johan’s hair stood on end!
Just as his sister had said, soone really was there to watch him!
Due to being a doctor, he was sensitive to various unpleasant slls, and his body always slled clean and fresh. The person must be a strong man to emit such a heavy sweat odor!
He fished out a syringe from under his pillow, held it in his hand, casually switched off the light, and lay down pretending to sleep.
He didn’t know how long it had been. His palm had started sweating, and it felt like an eternity had passed before a shadow finally moved in the darkness!
Tall, with clearly defined arm muscles!
He ca straight to his bedside, picked up his phone, effortlessly unlocked it, and checked his information.
Johan fiercely jabbed the syringe toward him!
As long as he could hit, even if the man was as strong as an elephant, he would pass out!
However, the intruder reacted exceptionally quickly, nimbly dodging aside, grabbing Johan’s wrist, and said nonchalantly, "Johan Niles, I knew you were faking sleep."
Johan’s wrist hurt, and he didn’t dare move. The man’s strength was terrifyingly large; he suspected his wrist bones might be crushed!
He could deal with a few ordinary thugs, but this man was clearly an expert, only slightly inferior to Connor, impossible for him to win!
Additionally, the man’s tone was overly calm, as if he had no awareness of having done anything wrong, and justified himself as if rely visiting a friend!
"Who are you?!"
"Where’s your sister?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"Answer my questions honestly, or else you will suffer."
He exerted force, causing Johan to cry out in pain: "She’s on a mission with the military! Let go of , you can hit my face, but don’t touch my hand!"
If his hand got damaged, he would never perform surgery again!
He thought shouting that wouldn’t work, but unexpectedly, the man truly released his grip.
He flung so dicine over!
The experienced man, even when faced with thrown dicine, remained calm, held his breath, then retreated and imdiately turned on the light.
The room lit up brightly.
Only then did Johan clearly see the man’s appearance and clothing. He looked very upright and heroic, his top was a black cotton T-shirt, his pants were camo, and he wore military short boots.
Johan was shocked: "Are you from the special forces?"
His sister’s usual attire was identical to this man’s, except his sister’s were worn out. The clothes and shoes on this man were all new, exuding the vibe of a special forces elite.
The man smiled slightly, extended a hand toward him: "Hello, my na is Lucas Chambers, the best special forces operative in the unit, your sister’s direct superior!"
Johan had never heard of such a person; Natalie Niles never talked about special forces matters.
He ignored Lucas’s friendliness, rubbed his wrist, speaking with anger: "I’m not good at all! My wrist almost got crushed by you!"
Lucas thought he was like a lion cub on edge, with clear eyes, a bright voice, and an exceptionally upright deanor, completely unlike his sister who was full of tricks and sches.
Are they really born from the sa mother?
If he hadn’t personally verified their DNA, he would have doubted that Johan was adopted!
Oh, this unsuspecting little brother is truly adorable!
Lucas ruffled Johan’s soft short hair: "Don’t whine, I’ll be gentler next ti."
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