Chapter 1315: Do You Trust Me?
Jose Floyd’s gaze turned cold as he swiftly struck toward Jude Charington, stopping him from attacking Nicole!
Nicole’s hands were bound, unable to fight back. She could only lift her leg over her head, her toe kicking toward Jude Charington, who was clutching her throat!
Jude Charington hurriedly released his grip on Nicole’s neck and quickly raised his hand to block her kick!
At the same time, Jose Floyd, who was rescuing Nicole, seized the opportunity when Jude Charington let go, wrapped an arm around Nicole’s waist, and slashed his dagger toward Jude Charington’s face.
Jude Charington was forced to retreat by the combined assault of the two, narrowly avoiding injury.
As he faced Jose Floyd and Nicole, Nicole was already being shielded in Jose Floyd’s arms, several meters away from him.
With the hostage gone, Jude Charington’s eyes gleamed with cold light, glaring at the two in front of him, and he barked harshly, "Don’t let them go!"
"Yes!"
Jude Charington’s men rallied to attack Jose Floyd and Nicole.
Jose Floyd’s thin lips slightly parted, "Do you trust that I can get you out?"
"I do!" One word was firm and resolute, filled with absolute certainty, as Nicole softly replied.
"Good, you trust me, that’s enough." With that, Jose Floyd took the initiative to counterattack the surrounding enemies.
The scene became chaotic, and Jose Floyd moved with astonishing speed, precise and ruthless, intent on breaking through with Nicole.
Nicole’s eyes watched Jose Floyd, who was protecting her while fighting off enemies fiercely, her gaze deepened as she looked at his face, lost in thought.
Blood dripped onto the ground, drop by drop, so shocking to behold, as Nicole bit her lip, her eyes slightly red.
Jose Floyd’s face grew increasingly pale, and Nicole’s fingertips trembled. Clenching her teeth, she tore the hem of her clothes, grabbed Jose Floyd’s arm, and wrapped it with the torn fabric!
Jose Floyd’s gaze softened as he looked quietly at the person in front of him. At this moment, someone from behind attacked Nicole as she was bandaging the wound. Jose Floyd’s gentle gaze sharpened, ready to save Nicole.
Noticing his change, Nicole pursed her lips, and her brows turned icy. She used Jose Floyd’s uninjured hand for support, identified the attacker’s position through his pupils, and suddenly lifted her right foot, kicking backward!
Nicole’s agility was impressive, her foot kicking backward precisely hit the attacker’s chin.
A cry of pain erupted as Nicole coldly turned to look at the person she had kicked in the chin, rolling and howling on the ground. With a slight smile, she coolly said to the person behind her, "Did I embarrass you as my master?"
Her skills were initially taught by him, enhanced only by two years of military training.
Taken aback by the sudden question, Jose Floyd paused, then gave a mild evaluation, "Not bad."
Jude Charington, observing Jose Floyd’s combat ability despite his injuries, showed a chilling, frosty glint in his brow. Just as he was about to attack Jose Floyd, footsteps approached from outside, suggesting a large number of people. Jude Charington’s expression turned cold, he glanced at Jose Floyd and barked at his men, "Retreat! Quickly!"
Jose Floyd was not unprepared, those footsteps outside were probably his people!
Jude Charington issued the order and swiftly led his men to retreat through the back door.
Shortly after Jude Charington retreated, a group of people quickly rushed into the factory.
The man in the lead, Nicole recognized him; it was Jose Floyd’s subordinate, Qú Wèi!
Qú Wèi stepped closer to Jose Floyd and Nicole, respectfully greeting them, "Young Master Floyd, Sister Nicole!"
Jose Floyd responded with a faint "hmm," his lips pale, face nearly transparent...