Chapter 927: I’m out of here.
No one aside from Ivy saw the person outside the gates. So when the explosion occurred, it took everyone outside the mansion off guard. Everyone ducked on instinct, hiding from the cars that were ready to get them from point A to point B.
Dane and Alfred hid themselves behind the open doors of the SUV. They instinctively held their rifle securely, a violent reflex that made them survive the fierce world of the underground. Realizing they were unscathed, Dane slowly peeked over the window to see what was happening.
His eyes dilated in surprise, seeing that the large gates in the distance were replaced with smoke and fire. The distance between the manor and the main gates was wide, and thus, the debris from the gates didn’t reach them.
"Alfred, it seemed we got the reports late," Dane remarked, and at the same time, they caught a black motorcycle speeding through the thick smoke.
Just like the motorcycle, the rider was also in black, from helmet to shoes. There was a rifle strap across his body, and they knew the rifle was hiding on his back.
"An intruder!" Alfred yelled, reacting quickly at the sight of the motorcycle. However, it took a few seconds for the men with them to react.
The motorcycle rider suddenly drifted several meters from them, and without wasting a breath, he slid his rifle strapped around and opened fire. Dane and Alfred hid behind the door, jumping inside the SUV as if it were bulletproof. Those who had a slower reaction time were shot in the leg or died. It took a few of their comrade’s death for the rest to regain their survival instinct.
"Tch!" Dane clenched his teeth, snapping his tongue as he gazed at the lone person coming fearlessly in their den. He glanced at the burning gates and was certain the rider was alone.
"This guy..." Dane breathed out through his gritted teeth, watching how the rider emptied his rifle at them.