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Lance had just bravely charged into the next compartnt, only to see five enemies standing at the end of it, each holding an automatic rifle, staring at him intently.

Lance imdiately stopped in his tracks.

At this mont, even the well-behaved Lance couldn’t help but curse in his heart – you motherfuckers are cheating!

Everyone was supposed to compete fairly in shooting while on a train, a one-on-one real-man battle, but suddenly five big n erged, each with an automatic rifle. What is the aning of this?

You can’t handle it, huh!

Fortunately, just before these enemies could shoot, Lance’s reinforcents arrived – the beautiful Firefox stepped on the gas, took advantage of a slope, and launched the vehicle into the air, crashing the front of it directly into this compartnt!

The enemies imdiately opened fire, and Firefox, enduring the dizziness from the impact, rolled out from the driver’s seat and hid behind the car.

Lance also opened fire at the sa ti, taking cover behind half of the car and attacking the enemies with a gun-slinging technique.

The fight instantly beca fierce!

Amidst the intense gunshots, the train rumbled into a dark tunnel. However, Firefox’s car was only half onboard, with the other half hanging outside.

Accompanied by the sharp noise of tal collision and deformation, the car body was shattered into two parts, with scattered tal fragnts getting caught in the wheels and producing a shower of sparks!

The wheels are deford, and the compartnt starts to shake violently.

Even in these incredibly harsh conditions, Lance persisted in firing, trying to break through the Cross’s defense and eliminate the rcenaries ard with automatic rifles at the key firing points.

At this mont, Lance’s determination to kill was as strong as iron!

Today, even if I die ten tis, 100 tis, I must take down this unscrupulous grandson!

However, the train quickly erged from the tunnel, entering a elevated railway between cliffs, and Lance’s reckless dark attack only managed to take down two rcenaries.

— Lance was surprised to realize that Cross was simply too powerful! He could actually intercept his bullets even in complete darkness!

What angered Lance even more was that as soon as he killed two enemies, another two rushed in from the rear compartnt!

Does cheating not cost money?! Just how many helpers are you hiding here?!

Fortunately, Firefox had completely recovered and joined the battle with dual guns in hand. The two assassins attacked at the sa ti, and Cross was finally unable to protect his helpers any longer.

Almost in an instant, two more rcenaries fell!

But just as Lance saw hope, he heard the sound of a huge collision and the wailing of tal.

The next mont, without warning, a feeling of weightlessness struck, and everyone lost their balance, being thrown into the air as the compartnts began to sway, fold, and fall…

The train—derailed!

Lance instantly realized that this was the scene from the trailer!

As for what Lincoln described in the Super Tomato live streaming room — the thrilling experience of “fiercely falling, debris flying in the air, and passionately shooting at the enemy”, he felt none of it!

All he could do now was to cling to the window desperately, climbing upward along the compartnts that were plunging into the abyss one after another.

His heart could only curse Lincoln several tis!

The connecting section of the compartnts was clearly unable to withstand the weight of several compartnts sliding down constantly, and it could break at any mont!

If he couldn’t climb up in ti, it would be the sa as failing the mission, and he would have to restart!

As for Firefox, who had fallen even farther down and was desperately climbing up…

Lance didn’t even bother to look at her!

— If it weren’t for you, would I have fallen so low?!

Only making things worse!

Lance struggled to climb upward, but after the intense gunfight and multiple uses of bullet ti, his physical strength was severely depleted. Now, he could only feel that his arms were weak, and he might lose his grip at any mont.

But if he loses his grip, he will fall into the bottomless abyss!

With great difficulty, he climbed towards the derailed compartnts that had not yet been dragged down the cliff, but before he could even catch his breath, the connecting section broke, and the entire compartnt was dragged down into the abyss by the ones below it!

With nowhere to hold on to, Lance finally felt a sense of despair and was almost resigned to his fate.

But unexpectedly, an arm suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand!

It was— the traitor of the Alliance, his father’s killer, the Cross!

Looking at the man holding onto him with one hand and pointing a gun at him with the other, Lance saw two options appear in front of him:

“One: Ask for the reason.”

“Two: Shoot!”

Is there any need to think about it?

Lance draws his Beretta 92F from the small of his back with his other hand, aiming it right at Cross’s chest and firing a shot!

Cross is shocked, in pain, and confused, yet he still uses the last of his strength to try to pull Lance up.

But the connection to the previous compartnt breaks again!

This compartnt finally reaches its limit and falls off the rail track, plumting down the cliff.

Experiencing intense weightlessness and a violent impact, Lance feels like he’s been thrown into a washing machine, being wildly tossed around.

It takes a while before everything finally calms down.

He takes a deep breath, grabs the gun he never let go of, and struggles to his feet again, aiming at Cross lying on a large piece of glass from the window, still gasping for air.

Just as Lance is about to fire another shot to complete the main storyline and clear the ga, Cross suddenly speaks.

“Wesley… listen to .” He can hardly speak, blood dripping from his mouth, “Everything… they told you… it’s all lies… you are, my… son.”

Lance’s eyes widen, and his shock is indescribable, “You said—what?”

What are you talking about!? I chased after you for so long, trained so hard, all to take you down for “avenging my father.” This battle felt like I was going to die several tis!

Now you’re telling I was deceived, and you’re my actual father?!

Why the fuck are you saying this now?! What the hell is going on?!

You must be lying!

But there’s no one left to answer these questions anymore.

The man lying on the ground has taken his last breath.

Lance kneels down, reaches out to check his carotid artery, and finds that there’s no pulse left.

—This man, with an off-the-chart combat power, who always appeared calm and collected even during intense battles, and who constantly put enormous pressure on Lance from beginning to end…

Is now dead.

Countless emotions flood Lance’s heart.

But this isn’t over yet—

Firefox, who fell earlier, isn’t dead. She runs blood down her forehead and appears behind Lance with a gun, casually tapping the compartnt with her gun, making a “clang” noise to alert Lance of her presence. Lance is in no mood to fight, “Is what he said true?”

“Yes.”

Lance is filled with indignation, “Why did you make kill my own father?”

Firefox answers every question, “Because you’re the only person he wouldn’t kill.

“You did it on purpose.”

“We had no choice, his na appeared on the Destiny Weaver’s list.” Firefox pauses for a mont, “Your na was on it too.” Having said that, she raises her gun.

At this mont, Lance feels utterly hopeless!

If he had more profound emotional interactions with Firefox, knew more about her background story, and knew her whole family died because the assassins didn’t adhere to their principles, maybe he would understand her adherence to these principles.

But Lance has always skipped dialogues and never bothered to interact with this beauty, so he knows nothing about all this.

—All he feels is deep betrayal and humiliation.

He’s completely imrsed in the story, vowing in his heart — all those who deceived him must pay with their blood!

He shoots through the window under him, then falls again with the body of his real father, plumting into the surging, icy waters of the canyon below. Tonight, he’ll call his mom and dad! He’ll stay up all night to take them down!

Otherwise, who the hell can sleep tonight?!

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