Freya left the hospital, followed closely by several mysterious bodyguards.

As soon as she got into the car, Bradley's phone rang.

It was likely about her whereabouts, as the bodyguards were constantly reporting to him, and he already knew she had left and called to inquire.

Freya was about to answer the call when she suddenly turned sensitively and saw a person standing on the rooftop of the building across the street.

The figure was dressed in a black trench coat, appearing like a traveler from hell, looking down at her from a high vantage point.

Even from the distance of several floors, Freya could clearly see the sniper rifle in his hand, the red dot aimed directly at her heart.

The bodyguards assigned to protect her dispersed immediately, swiftly heading towards the building across the street to track the threat.

Freya stood still, staring fixedly at the dark figure.

The figure showed no fear at all, raising a hand and giving her a thumbs-down gesture.

The shot came fast, always maintaining a distance of 0.1cm off target.

Who is this person after all?

What does he want?

Freya furrowed her brows fiercely and was about to catch up.

Living in this terrifying environment every day recently, she had had enough.

If she wasn't sure of the other party's identity, she could only maintain a passive situation.

"Madam, you can't!" The bodyguard guarding in the shadows appeared and stopped her actions.

Freya did not yield, speaking sternly, "Move aside!"

"The young master has ordered; madam cannot act recklessly!"

Freya narrowed her eyes fiercely, raising her hand to inject the bodyguard with something, causing the other person's body to stiffen. She took this opportunity to catch up.

She thought that the sniper's purpose was to lure her out. If she didn't take the risk herself, the other party would not give up! Death trap, what a bullshit game! Only a twisted person would play such a boring game! The other party saw her coming after him, smirked wickedly, and then disappeared into the sunset. At the same time. Dark web headquarters, medical room. Bradley repeatedly called Freya's phone, but no ying answered! He had a bad feeling and immediately contacted his subordinates. "Where is the madam?" "Young Master, the sniper has appeared again. Madam injured ying of us with a silver needle and took action on her own!"

After listening, Bradley's face turned dark and frightening. He clenched his phone tightly and roared, "Stop her for me. If she makes the slightest mistake, I will hold you accountable."

"Yes!"

Despite enduring pain all over his body, the subordinate managed to catch up.

Bradley stood still for a long time, until he heard Lance's voice in his ear, "Young master, Hawke is looking for you!"

"Prepare the plane immediately, I need to return to the capital!"

Bradley didn't pay attention to him. His mind was filled with concern for Freya's safety.

With her five or six months pregnant belly, she was still the target. He couldn't bear to think how dangerous it was to chase her so recklessly!

Lance hesitated, then nodded, "But Hawke said that he is still in danger as the right-hand man. If you leave now, he..."

"Lance, the organization's rules are about obedience, not questioning. Are you disobeying even my orders?"

Bradley's face was so ugly that it was terrifying.

He had said that if he had to choose between his brothers and his wife and Yara, he would choose the latter.

Safety was his priority, and if he lost even that, what use was there for his brothers?

Freya had suffered more serious injuries than just this ying incident, and if he were to die like this, he didn't deserve to be his brother!

The man's face was as cold as frost, and Lance was too scared to make a sound. He nodded heavily and said, "Understood, I will follow the orders."

Lance quickly prepared the plane, and Bradley rushed back without delay.

...

Freya chased the sniper into an alley.

The night had already fallen.

The entire alley was pitch black, with visibility reduced to zero.

Freya narrowed her eyes and surveyed the surroundings, no longer seeing any trace of the sniper.

"Come out!"

Her voice was cold, and there was frost in her eyes.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind her.

Freya held her breath, gripping the silver needle between her fingers tightly.

As the other person approached, she swiftly turned around and the silver needle shot out!

The other person, a skilled practitioner, easily avoided it.

He moved like a ghost, his voice once again appearing behind her.

Freya frowned deeply, turned around again, and saw the other person standing not far away, looking at her with a mocking expression.

"Who...are you?"

Freya coldly opened her mouth.

The other party just smiled and looked at her for a long time, a voice came in the dark, "Who I am is not important, what is important is that my existence is your tragedy!"

What arrogant tying!

Freya frowned and made a move again!

The other party only retreated without attacking, crossing his hands, looking like a clown.

"Make a move!"

Freya did not want to waste energy, she was pregnant, without understanding the other party's intentions, she had to conserve energy!

"Mystica, if you had your previous strength, perhaps we would be evenly matched, but now, with a child in your belly, do you think you can beat me?"

The other party's cold voice rang out in the dark, and Freya's frown deepened. Mystica?

The other party actually knew her identity! So... is this the enemy she has made at the Raven Pavilion?

She frowned, with only three silver needles left in her palm, this is her last protective charm.

"After playing the game for so long, what do you want to do?"

"Mystica, have you heard of the Death Encirclement? When I get bored of playing, I will naturally tell you what I want to do."

With that, the other party raised the gun and fired a shot towards Freya's direction!

At the same time, there was also the sound of a gunshot from behind.

A black shadow flashed swiftly in the dark night, before Freya could react, a strong hand grabbed her arm and pulled her directly into his embrace.

Through the faint moonlight, Freya could clearly see the man's handsome face like a god.

Instantly, her eyes were filled with astonishment.

Bradley, how did you end up here?"

"This question should be asked by me!"

Bradley's narrow eyes were dark and sinister, like a wild beast lurking in the night, exuding a fierce chill all over his body.

Freya instinctively shrank her neck.

This was the first time she had seen Bradley in such a terrifying state.

He was angry!

"I..."

"Go home and settle the score with you!"

With these words, his black windbreaker fluttered in the wind as he swiftly attacked the sniper.

The opponent clearly did not expect him to appear, and faced with his formidable attack, they dared not to take it lightly.

In the dark night, only the sounds of fighting could be heard. Freya stood still, trying hard to remember the identity of the other person. However, no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't figure out who this person was. After all, over the years she had made quite a few enemies! Bradley was determined to catch this mysterious sniper and wouldn't let him go easily. His skills were quick, driving the other person into a corner. "Who are you?"