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Chapter 89 You absolutely mustn't tell your dad about this.

Just then.

The first grenade thrown by Erin landed right above Sloan's head, its round shape instantly catching his eye.

Again?

Upon seeing the high-explosive grenade, Sloan's lips twitched involuntarily.

At that moment, Sloan absolutely hated high-explosive grenades.

but.

With his life threatened, Sloan had no choice but to prop himself up and roll to the other side of the cover using both hands and feet.

But just as Sloan's body was rolling around...

One high-explosive grenade after another suddenly came into Sloan's view.

Looking at the high-explosive grenades that seemed to be about to engulf him.

A look of despair appeared in Sloan's eyes.

"No······"

As streaks of intense fire lit up the sky, the thick smoke from the high-explosive grenade explosions completely obscured Sloan's whereabouts.

Then, a final, deafening explosion rang out.

Sloan's body was blown into a cloud of blood and gore.

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"Heh heh, I was about to leave, but you insisted on keeping me here. Now look what happened, you've gotten yourself into trouble too!"

Beneath the clown mask, Erin watched the aura vanish completely from his spiritual vision, a wicked smile spreading across his face.

Next.

Erin took another stroll around the textile factory.

Using the venomous threads of resentment, he devoured all the remaining, half-dead creatures inside and outside the textile factory, ensuring that no one in the factory survived.

Ailin, amidst the faint sound of police sirens, carrying a can, quickly left the blood-soaked textile factory.

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Outside the textile factory!

Ever since discovering that Erin was missing, Gwen has been filled with anxiety and worry.

Under the influence of these two emotions, Gwen even broke through the mental suggestion exerted by Erin and slowly approached the textile factory.

Just as Gwen was about to approach the gate of the textile factory.

A long, slender yet incredibly powerful arm pulled Gwen frantically backward.

Startled by the sudden arm, Gwen was about to scream when Erin covered her mouth with his other arm.

He practically dragged and carried Gwen for dozens of meters until they reached their previous hiding place. Then, Erin released his hand from Gwen's mouth and hissed at her, "Are you crazy? Why did you have to go that way? Didn't I tell you to hide and not go out?"

Upon realizing that the person who had grabbed her was Erin, Gwen, who was nearly scared to death, said irritably, "I was just worried about you! Who told you to suddenly disappear? If I wasn't worried about you, I wouldn't have gone near there!"

Erin rolled her eyes upon hearing this.

Thank you so much!

After finally emerging from the partially collapsed secret passage, they completely buried it with the explosives they had prepared beforehand.

After removing her clown mask and changing back into her original outfit, Erin saw Gwen break free from the mental suggestion she had given her and tiptoe quickly to the entrance of the textile factory.

Is the stuff inside the textile factory something Gwen can see?

Erin, who had just come out, put down the jar she was holding and quickly went forward, grabbed Gwen and ran back.

"By the way, don't change the subject. Where did you go just now? I almost thought you..."

When confronted with Gwen's questioning, Erin pointed directly to the liquid contained in a glass jar on the ground.

"While you were on the phone, I saw a guy sneaking out of the textile factory carrying several cans of this stuff."

"I don't know if the gunshots in the textile factory scared him so much that when he ran away, a can fell down but he didn't pick it up and just ran away without looking back."

"Is this what I just picked up?"

Looking at the glass jar on the ground, the contents of which were unknown, Gwen frowned slightly and said, "Are you crazy? You dared to pick up something like this? Who knows if there's any danger?"

Erin shrugged upon hearing this.

"I don't know if there's any danger, but I know you'll regret it if I don't pick it up, because my intuition just told me that this jar contains exactly what Helen needs."

"What? You're saying this thing is...?"

Gwen stared in disbelief at the filthy jar covered in grease on the ground.

"Of course, otherwise why do you think I brought this thing here? By the way, don't tell your dad about this later, or they'll definitely confiscate it, and then Helen's scar will..."

Gwen understood Erin's meaning almost without him saying anything, and then nodded heavily.

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Not surprisingly.

The first police station to arrive at the textile factory was George, who had rushed there with officers from his precinct after receiving his daughter's call, along with his 13th Precinct police unit.

George rushed to the scene and immediately checked on his daughter.

They only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Gwen and Erin had no injuries.

George, relieved, gave his daughter a good scolding before having a policewoman take Gwen and Erin away from the scene.

The deafening explosion startled even George, who had driven there.

He didn't want his daughter to have any contact with such a dangerous place again.

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Outside the textile factory!

The New York Police Department officers, seeing the dilapidated textile factory before them, which looked as if it had survived a small-scale battle, immediately drew their weapons and stood ready for action.

"George, the Secret Service is here."

Wearing a bulletproof vest and a specially made bulletproof helmet, Winnie walked up to George and said something after seeing an armored vehicle with the New York Police Department logo arrive.

George nodded upon seeing this, then said to the officers surrounding him, "The criminal we're dealing with this time is very dangerous. Everyone must be careful in the following operations."

"clear!"

"receive!"

Led by a heavily armed special forces team, twelve officers carrying a row of bulletproof shields quickly advanced toward the textile factory.

However, until everyone safely entered the textile factory, they did not suffer any of the expected attacks.

However, the scene they encountered upon entering the textile factory greatly shocked them.

At this moment, the textile factory was a scene of carnage, with corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.

The bodies of the textile factory lay scattered haphazardly, some human, some rat, and the flowing blood had almost formed a stream.

The overwhelming stench of blood was nauseating.

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(The third update is here, mission accomplished.)

(End of this chapter)