"I need to get my revenge for everything that bitch has done."
The steady heartbeat was an indication that she was still alive -- it just so happened that she was in someone else's body.
The teenager had also died alone like she did.
With a sneer, Albert tore off a part of her shirt and wrapped it around her injured hand. "Don't worry. Since I've taken over your body, I'll be sure to avenge you!"
"Master, the power of this body is insufficient." The small light ball laid on her head and said in a gentle voice, "I'm afraid you can't use the rune manipulating skill for the time being."
Albert's eyes darkened.
The rune manipulating skill...
It brought honor to the Rong family for a century. However, it was a blessing as it was also a curse.
After lightly dusting off her clothes, Albert was about to leave when she suddenly heard a rush of footstep at the end of the alley.
Judging from the teenager's lingering memories, Albert could tell it wasn't the gangsters who had mercilessly beaten her earlier. From the way they moved and looked, it appeared as if they were professional killers
Why were there such people in this decrepit place?
It seemed like the teenager had offended someone she shouldn't have crossed paths with in the first place.
Not wanting to head for more trouble, Albert turned and left in the other direction. When she passed the corner, a strong wind suddenly struck her face.
"Master, watch out!" the small light ball shouted in fear. Before Albert got up, the ball had incorporated itself with Albert's state of mind. No one could hear and feel it other than Albert.
Apparently, there was another person who had snuck up on here. Reacting quickly, Albert reached out and grabbed the person's fist before he could pack a punch. Since she was still pretty weak, she couldn't help but skid a few steps backwards.
Albert wasn't going down without a fight. The two fought with their bare hands with great ferocity.
The man seemed to have been injured as the faint smell of blood invaded Albert's senses. At the same time, there was a clear cold fragrance mixed with the faint smell of tobacco. It was a surprisingly pleasant smell.
And so, the fight endured. Albert's brows furrowed deeper as she gritted her teeth. Other than the fact that her opponent was undeniably powerful, she was still injured and took weak to withstand his blows. All of a sudden, her hands were pinned behind her back, and she was dragged into the darkness.
Anger flashed in Albert's eyes. Just when she was about to fight back some more, a hard, cold object pressed against her waist.
In an instant, her body stiffened.
She knew well enough that the man had pointed a gun at her.
"Don't move!" A hoarse and lazy voice came to her ears. It was so alluring -- like a deterrent force that was impossible to resist.
When Albert heard the sound of the professional killers getting closer and closer, she suddenly understood.
"Are those people chasing you?" she asked in a low voice.
Apparently, the man was trying to get her out of the way of those assassins.
Hearing this, Charles Gu squinted his eyes at the teenager in his arms. He could barely see her face in the darkness of the night. What was more, the way she spoke arrogantly proved that she wasn't afraid of the gun in his hand at all.
Charles Gu smiled slightly.
This was interesting.
"Don't worry. As long as you keep quiet, I won't hurt you."
Hearing that, the corners of Albert's mouth twitched. "Fine," she said through her teeth.
Charles Gu frowned, not sure whether or not he was satisfied with her snarky reply.
The footsteps became louder and louder. Charles Gu held his breath and pressed the gun harder on Albert's back, indicating her to stay quiet.
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