Chapter 260 Are You Recruiting?
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With eager hands, Jack clutched the steering wheel. T’ve been tracking this car since its debut. Only six exist worldwide.”
Isabelle inquired, “Do you fancy it?”
Jack responded, “Who wouldn’t fancy such a car?”
Offering, Isabelle said, “It’s yours.”
Jack declined, shaking his head. “No, thank you.”
“Why?”
I can’t drive it in Melfrey Jack prioritised practicality over mere preference. “And White Owl mentioned
a saying in your country that a gentleman shouldn’t take another’s car.”
Isabelle frowned, feeling puzzled. “There’s no such saying.”
Jack insisted, “There is. White Owl mentioned it.”
Isabelle clarified. “That saying pertains to not taking someone’s beloved, not a car.”
Jack pondered. “Isn’t “beloved‘ referring to the car?”
“You seem to grasp it quite well,” Isabelle remarked, glancing at Jack.
“Let me show you my school,” Isabelle suggested.
Isabelle drove towards her school, intending to show Jack around, but when they were near the school, seven or eight cars rushed out from an intersection.
Jack swiftly manoeuvred the steering wheel. “Are these Dark Shadow’s people?*
Isabelle stayed composed. “Dark Shadow is an assassin group, not a lame club. When have you seen assassins dispatching so many people to hunt on the streets?
“Turn and park ahead,” Isabelle directed.
Their adversaries anticipated a life–and–death pursuit and didn’t block their path initially. They were accelerating and planning their route. When they turned around, though, they saw the sports car waiting there.
Gradually, the seven or eight cars encircled them, while twenty to thirty bodyguards formed a ring. trapping them.
They actually pursued them to the school gate.
A man, resembling an assistant, smirked inwardly as he glanced at the school gate. Do they really think they’ll be safe if they hide in the school?
Approaching the car, he gazed at Jack. “We meet again. Come along, and behave. Don’t try any tricks.”
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Chapter 260 Are You Recruiting
“It’s fine, isn’t it?” Isabelle said.
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Jack replied, “Isn’t it still broken? Why are there students? Are you really just studying in school?” Jack gave Isabelle a suspicious glan
Isabelle looked at him puzzledly. “What do you
mean?”
Inside the car, the two chatted as if they were alone, completely ignoring the assistant and the group of bodyguards, paying no attention to their threats.
The gatekeeper stayed hidden in the security booth, too afraid to come out and check. “What’s happening?” he asked as he called out to his colleagues.
The noise drew several students, who began to approach.
When they spotted Yves’s sports car, the girls got excited, thinking the charming silver–haired guy had
returned.
The assistant, ignored and angered, opened his jacket, revealing the weapon at his waist, and menacingly ordered the two. “If you value your lives, get out of the car and come with us.”
But the threat didn’t intimidate them in the slightest.
Jack recognised the assistant; he had kicked him at the hotel before, causing no serious harm, yet here he was, back on his feet.
“Is that old troublemaker still kicking? And he even sent you?”
“How dare you joke in the face of death! Do you know who you’ve ticked off? Enough talk. You should count yourself lucky that Mr. Redding has taken notice of you. If you’re wise, stick with Mr. Redding, and you’ll live the good life. But if you’re foolish, you’ll suffer. The assistant spoke smoothly, as if he had done this many times before.
When Jack heard this, memories of Frank’s creepy behaviour flooded his mind, and his expression turned cold in an instant.
Without a word, he opened the car door and stepped out.
Several students were stopped by security at the school gate. “Looks like it’s not the silver–haired guy; it’s some foreign dude.”
Seeing Jack’s imposing presence, the assistant felt a pang of fear and instinctively stepped back, but Jack was too quick for him.
Jack slammed the car door shut and threw a punch without a word, knocking the man down, bloodied teeth flying.
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