Chapter 369: Chapter 345: Don’t I Look Familiar?

A female agent called out from outside, then opened the special metal door.

Raina Young had lost all the glamour of the Mistress of the Trent Family. With her hair in disarray, she walked out, head bowed.

She seemed dazed, as if she had suffered a devastating blow.

The female agent pitied her. ’Anyone would go mad in her shoes.’

A once-proud woman had spent half her life as a secret mistress, only for the child she bore to be murdered by her heartless lover.

’Even the most over-the-top soap opera wouldn’t dare write a script this tragic.’

The female agent led her to a closed room and rang the bell for the visitation room.

Soon, the agent inside opened the door for them.

Raina Young looked up to see a slender figure standing a short distance away, their back turned. Her dull eyes suddenly blazed with light as she rushed forward, shouting frantically:

"Aurora Sinclair, kill Victor Trent! He’s the one who sent men to kill your parents, and Linden Grant was his accomplice! Kill them! Kill them all..."

Alec frowned and barked, "Quiet!"

Raina Young flinched, seemingly a bit scared of him, but her gaze remained fixed eagerly on the figure ahead.

At this moment, the figure who had been facing away from her finally turned around, a slight smile on her face. "Young, long time no see."

Raina Young’s eyes suddenly widened, as if she had seen a ghost. Her face instantly turned pale, and she retreated a few steps in fear.

"You... you..."

The girl before her looked incredibly familiar. Aside from her eyes, which were shaped a little differently from Aurora Sinclair’s, her demeanor and face were otherwise identical.

"Young, I think I heard you say you wanted to kill someone?"

Raina Young shook her head repeatedly in fear, turned, and was about to walk out. "I want to go back..."

A look of confusion crossed Alec’s face. ’Isn’t that her niece?’

Suddenly, the girl revealed a sweet smile. "Young, you’re not going anywhere."

She whipped out two pistols, shooting Raina Young in the back with one while simultaneously firing the other at Alec.

BANG BANG BANG—

Alec’s expression changed instantly. He dodged, but a bullet still struck his shoulder. The female agent, trying to save Raina Young, took a bullet to the chest.

Raina Young clutched her arm, collapsed on the ground, and screamed incessantly.

The loud gunshots drew in agents from outside, but the girl’s Combat Power was incredibly high. She cut them down as they entered, one by one, and soon the room was a river of blood.

The room filled with the smoke of gunpowder. In the center of it all, a figure stood like the Grim Reaper, harvesting the lives around her.

Blood trickled from the corner of Alec’s mouth. He leaned against cover, struggling to reach a nearby gun, but a black shoe pinned it firmly to the ground.

He slowly raised his head. A face resembling Aurora Sinclair’s was smiling at him. Strands of silver hair made his pupils suddenly widen, his eyes filled with terror.

The dark barrel of a gun was pressed against his forehead. The girl said sweetly, "Goodbye, Mr. Agent..."

With the sound of a gunshot, Alec closed his eyes.

The pain never came. Instead, a shrill female scream pierced his eardrums.

"AHH—"

Alec opened his eyes again, only to see the executioner girl clutching a bleeding hand and screaming beside him.

A phantom-like figure appeared before them in an instant, driving a fist into the girl’s stomach. Her slender body was sent flying, crashing hard against the far wall.

The figure did not let her go. It advanced again, knocked the gun from the girl’s hand, and grabbed her by the neck.

Alec let out a sigh of relief. Gasping for breath, he said, "Miss Sinclair, leave her alive for interrogation..."

Dawn Miles glanced at him and loosened her grip slightly.

The girl, still in her grasp, suddenly started laughing. "Sister, are you really going to kill me?"

Dawn Miles froze.

"Don’t I look familiar to you?" the girl asked again.

"Who are you?" A trace of doubt appeared in Dawn Miles’s eyes.

The girl had suffered severe internal injuries. She began to cough violently, spitting out blood. She looked quite miserable.

Dawn Miles released her, letting the girl clutch her chest and double over coughing.

She slowly raised her head, a smile on her lips. "I’m Noelle Young’s daughter, too..."

Dawn Miles was stunned, her gaze sweeping over the girl repeatedly.

Her features were indeed very similar to her own, and the doubt in her eyes deepened. ’Alvin Morgan said Noelle Young only had one daughter.’

Pursing her lips, she replied, "I’m her only child."

But the girl continued to smile and replied, "I’m your older half-sister. We have the same mother. My dad is Linden Grant."

Dawn Miles’s pupils contracted. The name Linden Grant was very familiar.

In the instant she was stunned, the girl suddenly ducked, snatched a gun from the floor, and fired at the nearest window.

Dawn Miles was not slow to react. She quickly threw a punch, hitting the girl in the back.

The girl used the momentum to jump out of the shattered window and flee.

Her movements were very agile, and she fired shots behind her from time to time.

Dawn Miles gave chase.

Their chase led them several blocks from The Martial Affairs Bureau. The girl, in a desperate move, pulled a miniature bomb from her pocket and hurled it at Dawn Miles.

She dodged it just in time. The deafening explosion caused a commotion nearby.

Dawn Miles accelerated, directly blocking her path, and threw another punch. The girl blocked with both hands, and the two began to fight in the bustling street.

It was now evening, so there weren’t as many people on the street as during the day, but there were still enough to form a crowd of onlookers.

Although agents from The Martial Affairs Bureau moved quickly to evacuate the crowd, the scene of the two fighting was still filmed and uploaded to the internet.

’Silver hair, high Combat Power... Isn’t she just like that victorious mixed martial artist from earlier today?’

Dawn Miles used a trip takedown to completely subdue the girl.

The girl struggled with all her might, but still couldn’t break free.

"What’s your name?" Dawn Miles demanded, twisting the girl’s arm and pinning her down with a foot on her back.

Just then, several men wearing scorpion masks suddenly appeared and started shooting at her.

A dense volley of gunfire erupted. Dawn Miles was forced to release her and dive for cover.

Their objective was clear: to rescue the girl on the ground.

"Don’t let them get away..."

A shout came from behind.

Agents from The Martial Affairs Bureau strode forward in pursuit, but Dawn Miles’s steps faltered.

The girl’s triumphant voice echoed in her ears. "My name is Elara Grant, my dear sister..."

"Your Excellency, they’re getting away!" someone shouted.

Only then did Dawn Miles snap out of it and resume the chase.

A real-life fast and furious chase played out on the highways of Kingsford.

The car in front was frantically running red lights and periodically shooting backward.

This severely hampered Dawn Miles’s pursuit.

"Your Excellency, get in the car—"

Alec’s voice suddenly sounded beside Dawn Miles.

Through the window of a black car, Alec looked at her, his face pale.

His shoulder was crudely bandaged, and a patch of fresh red was already seeping through.

His left hand gripped the seatbelt for support, looking like he was about to open the door.

But Dawn Miles pursed her lips. "Back up—"

To Alec’s astonishment, she leaped up, grabbed onto the car’s window frame, and vaulted directly through the window and into the car.

Luckily, Alec reacted quickly and pulled back a bit.

"Are you okay?" Dawn Miles asked, glancing at Alec’s shoulder.

"Thank you for saving my life, Your Excellency."

"You didn’t have to come after them."

But Alec looked at the car ahead with a face full of anger. "I will bring her to justice with my own hands!"

’So many of my comrades can’t have died in vain!’

***

In the car ahead, a masked man with a panicked expression fumbled in a medical kit, pulling out a syringe and several small vials.

He expertly drew the liquid into the syringe, preparing to inject the unconscious girl.

But to avoid the bullets from behind, the car was swerving in an S-pattern, and the people inside couldn’t stay steady at all.

"Venomtail, I need three seconds of steady driving..."

Venomtail glanced at the rearview mirror and clenched his jaw. "Fine... I’ll count to three..."

"3, 2, 1..."

The speeding car stopped its wild swerving, and at the same moment, the sniper in the pursuing vehicle pulled the trigger.

As the medicine was injected, the car’s front tire blew out.

The car, traveling at high speed, instantly lost control. It skidded to the right, swerved out of its lane, and was about to plunge off the overpass.

Just then, an immense Power Domain erupted from within the car...