Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Adler didn't even know how the shootout had started.
"Adler! What are you staring at? Take cover now!"
Jenna's shout snapped Adler out of his daze, making him realize he needed to find shelter.
In this gunfight, everyone was fighting for their lives.
Bullets don't have eyes, and once you're out of cover, unexpected dangers could easily occur.
Adler quickly took cover behind a large oak tree. Watching Jenna fearlessly charge forward, he was suddenly reminded of their childhood. Jenna was always the child Lennon was most proud of.
As a kid, Adler didn't think much of Jenna, dismissing her efforts as nothing significant because she was a girl. However, as they grew up, the difference between them became glaringly obvious.
He finally understood why Lennon liked Jenna so much.
Compared to her, he felt like a weakling, barely able to stand on his own two feet.
Meanwhile...
Kena, up ahead, was also unable to determine how many opponents they were facing.
Her subordinates quickly reported back to her, informing her that the people hiding in the shadows had been taken out by Colby's team.
Unsure of the enemy's numbers, they were hesitant to make a move.
Kena's gaze turned cold.
It seemed that because of Sophie's death, Colby and his team were recklessly after their lives.
"Ridiculous, it's like throwing an egg against a rock. I thought Colby had some brains, but it turns out they're quite foolish!"
Kena coldly ordered, "Get Reece's men to close in on our position, surround them, and annihilate them in one fell swoop."
"Miss, I'm afraid that's not possible."
"What do you mean?"
"The young master's men have already retreated."
"Retreated? Who ordered them to retreat!"
Kena's expression darkened.
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