The opponent smiled, "My opponent is Mystica. I advise you not to interfere, or else I will make both of you go to hell together!"

"Let's see if you have the ability!"

Bradley coldly snorted.

The opponent was also quick, but compared to him, still ying step behind.

Facing Bradley's relentless speed, the opponent obviously couldn't keep up and soon showed a desire to escape.

Bradley raised his gun and fired with a bang.

He was a well-trained sniper, and this shot was spot on, hitting the opponent directly in the back.

Soon, a faint smell of blood wafted in the air.

The opponent glanced back at Bradley and Freya, with a strange light in their eyes, then leaped off the wall and fled.

"Chase!"

Bradley gave the order.

A group of people emerged from all directions and quickly disappeared together.

Bradley holstered his gun and walked towards Freya.

His ice-cold eyes made Freya feel guilty and she lowered her eyes.

Her unauthorized actions alarmed him, prompting him to rush back.

It was her fault!

"Sorry!"

She apologized, trying to seek forgiveness from the man.

But Bradley remained silent, dominatingly and arrogantly lifted her up and walked towards where the car was parked.

The chilling sense permeating his whole body was impossible to conceal.

He remained silent, causing Freya to feel increasingly uneasy. She bit her lip and whispered softly, "Have you finished dealing with the matter?"

"My woman is in danger. Do you think I still have the mood to deal with other things? Freya, why are you so stubborn?" Although his words were meant to show concern, they were uttered in a chilling tying from the man's thin lips.

Freya couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if facing a mosquito-size threat. "I am not being stubborn. I just want to capture the mysterious sniper as soon as possible and put an end to this matter."

"Have you captured him?"

"No... not yet." Freya originally wanted to say "almost," but seeing the man's eyes growing darker, she dared not say another word.

At this moment, she had to obey and be obedient.

In the future, you are not allowed to injure the yings protecting you, let alone take action yourself! That sniper is extraordinary, and with your current physical condition, you are no match for him at all! When Bradley fought against the opponent, he found that the opponent was not only agile, but also extremely fast. The key is, he didn't use his full strength at all. This shows that he is a potential master. If he really exerts his full strength, he may be on par with me! "Understood, is the bodyguard okay?" Freya still felt guilty. She was in a hurry to catch someone and didn't hold back with the needle. It seemed that she hit the man's sensitive spot, and he might not stop hurting for a few hours. Bradley sighed helplessly, "You mean South?" Freya blinked and nodded, "I don't know the names." "I assigned you four people, named Xavier Dong, Xavier Xi, South, and Xavier. The ying you injured is South, the third brother in the four brothers, and also ying with superior skills!"

"Oh!"

Freya remembered.

Because the people who were protecting her had always hidden in the dark, she had no idea what they looked like, let alone their names.

"I let South go back to rest first. He was weakened by your needle. You need to go back and help detoxify him. Also, when we go back later, I have something to discuss with you!"

On the plane, Bradley thought for a long time. Since Hawke was powerless to help Xavier's injury, he could only ask Freya for help.

He had said that his wife and Yara came first, but he also found it hard to truly give up on his brothers!

Now that Xavier's appearance had changed drastically, even if Freya saw him, she might not even recognize him.

As long as Freya saved his life, Hawke would handle the task of restoring his appearance.

Seeing his expression soften quite a bit, Freya nodded heavily and said, "Okay!"

The two of them went back to the medical room and could faintly hear muffled groans coming from the ward.

To be on the safe side, she specially made bying-piercing needles, which were several times more powerful than before. At that time, she only wanted to catch up with the sniper quickly, so she reluctantly used these needles against South. When she entered the ward, she saw South rolling on the bed, feeling even more guilty. She went forward and gave him a pain-relieving injection. South, who was extremely weak, finally felt a little better. "I'm sorry, I made you suffer!" Freya apologized to South. He was here to protect her, but she ended up knocking him down with a needle. Fortunately, South had strong physical strength and pain tolerance, otherwise he would have suffered a great deal of pain. South weakly said, "It's the subordinates' fault for not protecting the lady well and letting her fall into danger. It's my fault!" "You're not wrong, I was too impulsive!"

"Fortunately, you're okay. Otherwise, according to the organization's rules, the Xavier family's four brothers would have suffered because of you!"

Bradley's voice came from behind, as cold as frost and snow.

Freya pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Bradley, and just now she couldn't see his face clearly in the dark night, but now bathed in the lamplight, he appeared quite a bit haggard.

But in just two or three days of not seeing each other, how did he change like this?

His handsome face was clean and refreshing before, but at this moment, his hair was messy, and even his chin was covered in stubble.

The key point was that his pupils were filled with red blood vessels, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well.

Bradley knew how unsightly he looked at the moment, and Xavier's injuries kept recurring, causing his heart to be in constant turmoil. He hadn't closed his eyes for two consecutive nights.

Seeing Freya's worried gaze at this moment, he unexpectedly felt a comforting emotion rising in his heart!

He turned to South, "Rest well. Call Lance if anything happens."

South nodded, "Thank you for your concern, Young Master."

"Hmm!" Bradley responded, and left the medical room with Freya.

With Xavier going, Dr. White managed the medical room.

Dr. White, as Xavier's capable assistant, had a deep relationship with him. It was said that due to Xavier's death, he had not returned in the past few days.

Looking at the empty medical room, Freya couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Since Dr. Xavier is no longer here, what are your plans for the future?" Bradley held onto her waist and said in a husky voice, "Once these matters settle down, I will arrange for a new person to take his place."

These words made Freya even more uncomfortable!

Freya sniffled and remembered what the man had just said, asking, "What do you want to discuss with me?"

Bradley halted his steps, looking deeply into her eyes, "Freya, it's about Xavier..."

The conversation hadn't finished when his phone in his pocket rang. Looking at the caller ID on the screen, his brows furrowed deeply. He glanced at Freya and said, "Wait for me, I need to take this call!"

"Okay!"

The man took his phone and went to a corner to answer it. Upon hearing the voice on the other end, his eyes couldn't conceal the excitement, "What did you say?"