Chapter 1240

Zeke was heavily injured, but taking care of a few small fries was no big deal.

In just a few seconds, his silver needles stabbed the bodyguards in their vital points.

The men fell to the floor crying out in pain.

“S***! What are these?”

“It hurts... My legs - I think they’re going to break.”

“Help... Quick! Get a doctor!”

The tunic-wearing man stilled for a moment before getting someone to examine his men.

However, the silver needles had completely entered the men’s bodies.

The severity of their injuries couldn’t be determined by the naked eye, so rescuing them was impossible.

The tunic-wearing man looked up grimly.

“It’s no wonder you seem to have no fear at all. You’re both working together. Still, I suggest you quietly surrender instead of trying to fight back. Your abilities mean nothing to the powerful figures behind us.”

Zeke smirked.

How he wished they’d summon the ‘powerful figure’ behind them so he could beat him up too.

“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Bring out your trump card,” he said.

Then, with another swinging motion of his hand, more silver needles flew directly toward the tunic-

wearing man.

The needles stabbed him in his vital points, causing him to wail on the ground in pain.

Worried that the man would run away, Zeke kept him here and made him call for reinforcements.

“You a******! How dare you attack me? I’m going to make you regret being alive!” the man shouted.

While speaking, he whipped out his phone and dialed a number.

“Change of plans, Mr. Hoffmann. We need backup. Hurry over, or the enemy might escape!”

The village leader was jumped in terror.

“Look what you’ve done, May! These guys are from the Marine Police Force; do you think a nobody like you can ignore them? Get on your knees and apologize to Mr. Seaton.”

Zeke glared at the village leader menacingly. “Piss off!”

His tone and eyes were so terrifying that they weighed down on the village leader, causing the latter to nearly fall to the ground on his knees.

After that, he subconsciously ran off.

Then, Zeke took out the note that May had shoved in his hand.

“North 3, South 7, West 10, East 6.”

These look like directions.

Unfortunately, Zeke couldn’t understand anything else.

Are these directions to the treasure May’s been safeguarding?

Just as Zeke was about to inquire, May exclaimed, “Let’s run before their reinforcements get here!

Hopefully, we’ll make it in time.”

Yet, Zeke assured her, “Don’t worry, young lady. Even if the sky falls, I’ll hold it up for you.”

May sighed. “You can’t. The ones after us are National Security.”

Huh?

Zeke frowned.

He didn’t expect this matter to involve the National Security Organization.

“How did you know the tunic guy’s part of National Security?” he asked.

“Before my father died, he told me to look out for these guys from National Security,” May explained.

“And the moment he passed away, I knew they would eventually come for me. That’s why I revealed the secret to you, hoping you can be the one to safeguard it in case I die too, but I didn’t expect them to show up so quickly.”

“You’re a smart one, kid,” Zeke replied. “You’ve done the right thing. But there’s one thing you need to know. The National Security Organization is like nothing but a speck of dust in my eyes.”

Upon hearing that, May gazed at Zeke skeptically.

Judging from his expression, he doesn’t seem like he’s bragging.

Still, he looks like a regular guy. Nothing about him looks extraordinary.

How could National Security mean nothing to him?

Who on earth is he?