Watching the silver-haired man lying unconscious on the ground, Ou Yue felt the oppressive force of that powerful spiritual energy finally dissipate. The excruciating pain in his head also ceased, but his temples continued to throb spasmodically in rhythm with the crying of the child upstairs.

After the fierce battle just now, he was already covered in cold sweat, with the perspiration dripping down from his bangs and freezing into white frost in the cold air.

As I relaxed in this moment, the soreness in my muscles and the pain in the wounds on my hands became even more distinct.

A large gash appeared on the black leather glove, and blood kept oozing out from the cracks, saturating the glove with an increasingly darker shade.

Ou Yue could imagine the blurry and bloody appearance of her right palm without taking off her gloves, causing her to curse involuntarily.

He carefully pulled out his communicator, and Perl's name was glowing. He gasped heavily as he sent Perl a message, asking him to quickly bring people over to clean up the mess.

After waiting for a while, Pei Er was expected to arrive soon. He sat by the flower bed with nothing to do. Because it was inconvenient to carry the medical kit with him, he could only watch the silver-haired man lying motionless on the ground, blood flowing, deep in thought.

Suddenly, the silver-haired man's fingers twitched imperceptibly. Ou Yue, who had been staring at him absentmindedly, did not miss this slight movement. His mind instantly went into alarm, and with a swift motion of his left hand, a needle syringe appeared at his fingertips, its tip gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

The colorless liquid inside the syringe trembled slightly with his movement.

This is the same kind of sedative that was shot into Kailuo's neck just now. In theory, this dosage should have caused Kailuo to be unconscious for over two hours, but it has only been a little over ten minutes.

He took a breath, slowly stood up, quietly approached Kailuo, and prepared to give him another injection while he still lacked the strength to counterattack.

As soon as he leaned over, Kallo's ears twitched. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and Ouyue swiftly exerted force with his left hand, shooting the syringe in his hand towards him. Kallo clumsily rolled to the right, and the syringe fell to the ground. The glass tube cracked, and the liquid inside slowly seeped out.

Carlo lay on the ground, panting slightly. His mind was still hazy, and his movements were slower than usual, indicating that the effects of the stupefying drug had not yet worn off.

He gritted his teeth in anger, unexpectedly underestimating this assassin.

He grabbed the large sword beside him and violently swung it horizontally in order to block Ou Yue's approach, deciding that it was better to escape first.

Although he seemed to have fainted just now, he could still faintly hear the sounds from the outside. He heard what Ou Yue said, it seemed that someone was about to arrive soon.

Eu Yue saw that he was about to run and didn't have time to consider much. He grabbed the dagger tightly in his hands, turned around, and leaped in front of him, instantly launching an attack.

If Kaluo escapes, it would truly be a wasted effort, and even more so, a major setback. Not only did he get injured himself, but he also let the person escape. Where is the dignity of being the team captain?

Moreover, if Kylo really manages to run away, this alert man will never appear so openly again. It will be difficult to find his whereabouts again. Therefore, it is necessary to stall him before Perl and the others arrive.

If the mission fails, will Randal be disappointed in him...? Ou Yue focused, firmly clutching the dagger. He would never let him down, not in the past, and definitely not now.

In the blink of an eye, Kailuo charged forward, fiercely engaging in combat with Diandi. The large sword created a whirlwind, sweeping up a sea of blossoms, and delicate white petals danced in a dreamlike manner.

Kylo no longer took the initiative to attack, instead evading every move and continuously retreating into the alley. Eu Yue chased after him and, for a moment, failed to notice as a large gash was scraped open on his waist.

And this time, Kailuo didn't fare well either. His left hand, gripping the large sword, was pinned to the wall by a dagger. The sword fell from his hand and landed on the ground, powerless. A dagger was pressed against his neck, and his whole body was leaning against the wall by Ouyue.

The two of them kept panting, as the chaotic footsteps grew closer and closer.

Ou Yue let out a sigh of relief, finally someone had arrived.