Chapter 630

The gangsters were clearly well-trained professionals. The moment they spotted the pursuers, they immediately restarted the truck engine. A dozen men moved with practiced efficiency—some provided covering fire while others kicked crates off the moving vehicle. The wooden boxes shattered upon impact, revealing unconscious or moaning young women who tumbled onto the ground. Without hesitation, the men on the truck raised their guns and unleashed a hail of bullets at the helpless girls. Blood sprayed. Screams pierced the air. Soren and his team saw red. "Those goddamn animals!!" As the truck sped away, the gangsters' triumphant laughter rang out, certain they had escaped. But then— A shadowy figure slipped soundlessly into the truck's cab. With a sudden, brutal motion, he shattered the windshield and seized the driver by the throat. SCREEEECH—!! The truck's tires shrieked as it swerved violently, fishtailing in a wild S-shape before slamming headlong into a boulder with a deafening CRASH.