Pierre, who had been running, instinctively felt up his head, and then his torso and arms, and nced down at his legs.


    After making sure that he was not hit, he picked up his pace and ran faster.


    In fact, the bullet that was fired had hit the roof of the car.


    Kyson had missed, because a man had suddenly popped out of the trunk and grabbed his hand.


    The military vehicle was specially- designed so that the trunk was directly connected to the back seat.


    Because of thete hour, and the drunken state of Kyson’s guards, they had failed to check the car thoroughly before leaving.


    None of them had even thought of the possibility that someone might be hiding in the trunk.


    It didn’t take long for Kyson to put the pieces together.


    Something was up with tonight’s dinner.


    Heunched himself at the intruder and tried to attack him.


    As soon as he moved, however, the man snatched the gun from his grasp and got out of the car.


    It was too dark.


    Kyson wasn’t even able to make out the man’s features.


    The guards fumbled around and jumped out of the car to give chase.


    To their surprise, six other men rushed out of the nearby woods and surrounded them.


    A scuffle ensued.


    It barelysted a couple of minutes when Kyson and his men felt inexplicably exhausted.


    This was because Lucinda had slipped a colorless and odorless substance into the drinks earlier.


    It was an anesthetic, a small amount of which would not be enough to make a man unconscious, but would significantly weaken and slow him down.


    Kyson’s men were beaten until they slumped into the ground.


    Kyson suffered a blow from behind, which sent him down on his knees.


    He raised his head and saw the familiar figure of the man who had ambushed them from


    the trunk.


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    “You! So, you are from National Security Bureau.


    Before he could finish his words, Sonny gave him another whack at the back of the head, and Kyson finally passed out.


    When Kyson lost consciousness, the man in front of him removed his mask.


    His deeply set eyes were cold and sharp under the moonlight.


    He regarded Kyson coldly.


    “Boss, what should we do with them?” Sonny asked.


    “Tie up the two subordinates and throw them into the car.


    As for Kyson…”


    Nathaniel paused, narrowed his eyes, and said, “Take him to the cottage we prepared for the interrogation.


    Lucinda will take about ten minutes to arrive, so we have time to question him first.


    ”


    “Yes, sir.


    ”


    Sonny poured icy water over Kyson’s head to wake him up after they arrived at the cottage.