Chapter 231

The black-clad men blocking the exit chased after her with guns in their hands.

Both sides were closing in on her, trapping Harriet in the middle.

Cornered, she wondered what to do.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

She still had her silver needles.

Just as the two groups were about to join hands, Harriet lifted her hand and shot out several silver needles in each direction.

Several of the men were hit, falling to the ground, which bought her some time to escape.

Harriet ran in another direction toward a safe passage, using all her ngth to open the door and flee.

Unfortunately, her opponents were well-trained and quick in reaction.

Some of them were annoyed by her actions and shot at her.

Thanks to her quick reflexes, she didn’t let the bullet hit her squarely But they grazed her limbs, causing her burning pain.

She touched her arms and legs, feeling blood.

But she didn’t have time to worry about these wounds. She turned left and right until she finally ran into a large warehouse filled with medicine.

Leaning against the wall, Harriet held her chest, gasping for breath Thankfully, she had managed to excan this a ordeal + 35 BONUS After calming down, she tried to call slonit for help bit discovered hat she had lost her phone during hureesome With no other option, she decided to find a way to escape first before seeking Dalbert’s help.

Just then, Harriet heard hurried footsteps nearby, getting louder as bvey approached.

Aidtouch they were barely audible, her keen percepenical allowed her to detectidiem.

stadtablook a few steps back and stumbled, cathding with a pile of ertidigens boxes behind her.

0 pila leodolapsed, revealing an iron door.

so loud noisese caught the attention of the black-clad mercolasiside ho nishert a win guns in hand noring the poteremial danger behind the iron door, Harriet tried toto pen it to escape trom the pursuing men.

fortunately, the damor was locked with an unusual lock that she hat ver seen before.e.

en with her silver n preotes she couldn't unlock it.

he black-clad men’s core caught up with Harriet, and their leaderer nirked.

larnet, don’t blame es, binele vourself for standing in our boss’s By! he said, pointing his squal at Harriet’s heart.

e pulled the trigger and tiredo 3 shot.

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