Cordelia pretended to take the pills, but she had grabbed some soil when she felt the flower pot by the window just now. While Phil was distracted, she threw the handful of soil into his eyes.
“Ah!” Phil covered his eyes.
Cordelia took the opportunity to run out, pulling Zennie with her.
A few steps into the cafe’s yard, Phil had come out in pursuit. His hand was going for Zennie’s neck, but a bullet went right through his scapula with a loud bang accompanied by a bright flare.
Phil fell to the ground with a thud, curling up in pain.
Cordelia pulled Zennie to run without turning back. Robert was outside to pick them up.
Zephyr stayed back to clear the place. He stood before Phil with a blank face as he watched blood oozing from the latter’s shoulder.
The gunpoint smoked, the burnt smell of gunfire lingering in the air.
The battle was going to be over soon.
Zephyr lifted his hand with a smirk. He was going to add another shot to end everything, but the moment he pulled the trigger, Phil struggled up from the floor with a growl.
The shot hit the ground with sparks flying.
A shadow flashed past Zephyr’s eyes. Phil had somehow pulled a dagger out and was going toward him with it. He avoided it swiftly and kicked Phil’s wrist. The latter was wounded, so he was not able to last long, falling to the ground again after some staggering.
The bodyguards who were hiding around swarmed over to catch him.
A few packets of pills fell out of Phil, and they were collected by the police who arrived.
“You keep, sell, and instigate others to take drugs!” The police officer looked at Phil. “That’s not all. You attempt to harm others! With these crimes combined, you’re done for! Take him back!”
“Wait.” Zephyr’s voice was low. “Officer, he’s injured…”
“Oh, it’s fine! I know that you’re defending yourself…”
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