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After hanging up, Clarence explained the situation.
He had to go to Bat Hill, even if it meant he would have to go through immense dangers and difficulties.
Cecilia grabbed Clarence. âYou canât go.
âTheyâre obviously after you. Youâre going to die if you go there.
âI donât want anything to happen to you again. Do you know how worried I was when you were unconscious for three days?â
Ceciliaâs eyes were red. âWhen I found out you were attacked, I was filled with fear. I was so relieved once I knew you were okay.
âI couldnât eat or sleep well those three days.
âMirandaâs already divorced you. Even if sheâs dead, what does that have to do with you?
âWhy risk your life for that woman?â
What Cecilia had said left Clarence dumbfounded.
It took Clarence a long time before he took a deep breath. âI know youâre worried about me, but I have to save her, Cecilia.â
Everyone also advised Clarence not to take the risk.
Now that Clarence and Miranda were divorced, they technically had nothing to do with each other anymore.
Even if Miranda had been kidnapped, what did that have to do with Clarence?
âIs it because youâre still in love with Miranda?â Cecilia blurted out.
Clarence shook his head.
He looked at everyone. âEven if it wasnât Miranda who was taken today, and it was Master Williams, you, Julian, Gunther, or Johnson, I would save all of you either way.â
It was just Clarenceâs personality.
He treated everyone he cared about equally.
It was not just because Rattlesnake had taken Miranda specifically.
âWell...â
Gunther said fiercely, âMr. Howard, to tell you the truth, I was unconvinced by you before.
âDidnât you become sworn brothers with Mr. Julian because you saved him?
âYou become Mr. Julianâs sworn brother just because of that. I thought it was pure dumb luck.â
Gunther changed the topic, looking at Clarence with admiration. âBut now, Iâve been completely convinced by you. Mr. Howard, Iâll go with you, and be it through fire or water, Iâm ready to risk my life.â
Clarence smiled and shook his head. âNo thanks. Rattlesnake asked me to go alone.â
Cecilia did not stop Clarence. âCome back safely.â
âI will. Donât worry. Iâll be back.â Clarence smiled and nodded.
Then, he walked out of the clinic. Driving the Lamborghini Veneno he had won from Mr. Cooke, he pulled out his phone to use its navigation system, stepped on the gas, and headed out of the city.
Bat Hill was more than 120 kilometers away from Mediterranean City. It was close to the rural area near the countryside.
Clarence drove as fast as he could after getting on the beltway.
Rattlesnake had only given him two hours.
Miranda would be in danger if he got stuck in traffic.
Swoosh...
On the beltway, Clarenceâs Lamborghini Veneno sped up to 100 miles per hour, almost flying.
âF*ck... What kind of car is this? Itâs so fast.â
âIt looks to be a Lamborghini Veneno. There are only about a dozen of them in the world, and theyâre worth hundreds of millions of dollars each.â
âF*ck, whose son is this?â
âNo traffic police would dare to block this car while itâs moving.â
âBlock? Only idiots would try to block it. Theyâll just write him a traffic ticket and ignore him, unless they have a death wish. â
Clarence was speeding. The melodious voice in his phoneâs navigation system kept warning him, âYouâre exceeding the speed limit. Youâre exceeding the speed limit.â
Clarence ignored it.
What was supposed to take an hour or so on the beltway was finished in thirty minutes.
At the expressway toll kiosk, the beautiful toll collector kept ogling Clarence and trying to get his number.
Clarence stared coldly ahead, ignoring her.
After getting off the expressway, Clarence drifted and headed toward Bat Hill.
Bat Hill was not very high. It was around 1,500 meters above sea level. Someone from Mediterranean City had been building a tourist villa area on it.
Then, a murder had taken place there, and the plans for the villa area were put on hold.
Clarence drove up a hill lined with half-finished villas on both sides of the road.
Clarence drove to the top of Bat Hill, where a huge Gothic church stood. It was eerie and terrifying.
âRattlesnake, Iâm here. Let Miranda go,â bellowed Clarence.
A gust of chilly wind blew, and Rattlesnake appeared at the church door. âI didnât think youâd dare to come, boy. Do you care so much about that woman?â
Clarenceâs face was grim. âShut up and let Miranda go.â
âHaha.â
Rattlesnake shook his head. âThis is my territory. Itâs up to me whether I let her go, not you.
âCome in!â
With that said, he turned around and walked into the church.
Clarence followed him into the church, which was filled with hundreds of people, almost all of whom had attempted to assassinate Clarence at the end of Mediterranean Cityâs bridge.
Miranda was tied to a pillar in the church. Her pretty face was pale.
Miranda had a complex expression on her face. She felt mixed feelings when she saw that Clarence had actually shown up.
Datura beamed at Clarence.â Hahaha, what a love bug. He would risk his own life for a woman.
âKill him...â the crazy woman ordered.
Armed with steel knives, several martial artists approached Clarence.
Clarence roared, âWait!â
âWhatâs the matter? Are you scared of dying?
âWhat are you doing here if youâre scared of dying?â Daturaâs face was full of mockery.
Clarence looked at Datura coldly. âWhoâs trying to kill me?
âEven if Iâm going to die, I canât die a fool.
âThereâs no grudge between Dom and me. Even if Iâve saved Roger and his daughter, you wouldnât go to so much trouble just to kill a barefoot doctor like me!â
Datura froze.
She exchanged a glance with Rattlesnake.
Rattlesnake frowned. âDo you still have no idea whoâs trying to kill you, boy?â
âDo I look like I know?â Clarence looked dejected.
Rattlesnake laughed. âPoor thing, you donât even know whoâs trying to kill you. Did you think it was Dom whoâs trying to kill you?
âYou flatter yourself.
âDo you deserve to have Dom go after your life?â
Clarence asked coldly, âThen who is it?â
Datura covered her lips and smiled. âSomeone paid us to kill you.
âSpeaking of which, your life is worth a lot of money. Itâs worth a billion dollars.
âYou know, the head of some small country abroad is usually worth that much, yet youâre worth a billion dollars too?â
Clarence got it. âSo it wasnât Dom whoâs been trying to kill me?â
âOf course not. Domâs got a lot on his plate. He has no time for you. This is just a side gig.â Rattlesnake folded his arms and looked at Clarence aloofly. As far as he was concerned, Clarence was already a dead man.
He added, âWe were going to get Chopper to kill you, but you killed the fool.â
Datura could not help scolding, âWhat a loser.â
Rattlesnake pulled a military triangular bayonet out of his boot. âAlright, enough nonsense. Youâve found out why youâre dying now.
âDonât worry. We have morals. Since you like this woman so much, weâll send her down there with you after we kill you.â
Rattlesnake walked toward Clarence.
A dozen martial artists came in from outside the church, blocking Clarenceâs escape route.
Mirandaâs face was pale, and her lips were black with fear.
She never expected that she would end up dying with Clarence.
Rattlesnake was about to strike when a figure walked in. âStop! Donât kill him yet!â
Clarence was stunned.
The voice was so familiar....