Chapter 390


    Chapter 390


    At the training camp…


    “Mr. Boucher, your little goddess left so long ago. Are you still thinking about her?”


    Francisco had just finished ying basketball with a few of his friends, and his body was still drenched in


    sweat. He was sitting on the bench drinking water while taking the ridicule of his friends head-on. He


    then waved at them. “Go away, stop making fun of m


    e.”


    Someone stepped over the bench, sat beside him, picked up the water bottle at his feet, and unscrewed


    it. “You’ve been rather absent-minded ever since your little goddess left the training camp. You haven’t


    been ying with us very diligently either.”


    He took a sip and then asked faintly, “Have your soul left the training camp together with her?”


    Francisco let out a sigh. “My soul has left the camp your *ss! I’m trying to be serious now so that I can go


    home earlier.”


    The man did not believe it. “How can you still be a bully when you go home? Your parents will still keep


    an eye on you, won’t they? Isn’t life in the training camp rather happy?”


    “It’s indeed happy.” Francisco looked at him. “But how much longer can this continue? I don’t want to get


    into top management, so I’ll be able to go home in a few more years. Thus, instead of waiting for my time


    here to end, I might as well go home now and lead a happy life.”


    ‘In the training camp, I could either fight my way into the top management or wait for the end of my term


    to return home. I’ve stayed here for a few years already. Although it’s considered to have helped me


    escape the strict control of my family, I’ll still have to go home sooner orter.’


    Seeing that Francisco was getting up, the man asked, “Where are you going?” He replied, “I’m going


    back to the dorm to take a shower. I stink like a pig now.”


    Francisco walked to the ground floor of the dormitory and saw two people there.


    Instructor Leach’s back was facing him, while the man in front of him was standing very close to him and


    had his hand ced on Instructor Leach’s shoulder as if he was whispering something to him.


    The man saw Francisco from the corner of his gaze, and his eyes tumed slightly cold. He pulled down


    the brim of his cap to cover his face, tumed around with his hands inserted into his pocket, and left


    quickly.


    Instructor Leach took two steps backward stiffly, his posture seeming a little unstable.


    Francisco noticed something was wrong, trotted toward Instructor Leach, and saw that he had lost his


    bnce. Instructor Leach fell all of a sudden, so Francisco dashed forward to support him. “Instructor


    Leach!”


    Francisco’s gaze shifted onto the dagger that was stabbed into Instructor Leach’s abdomen, and his


    hands were covered in blood.


    The man drove away from the training camp. When he saw Rowena’s call, he put on a Bluetooth


    headset and answered the call, “M S. Summers?”


    “Are you on your way back now? And are you driving at 100 miles per hour?” she asked calmly.


    The man was startled. “Yes… How do you know that, Ms. Summers?”


    His car’s current speed was indeed at 100 miles per hour.


    Immediately after that, he heard Rowena say with murderous intent, “Stone, I’m sorry. I know you’re very


    loyal, but I can’t ce my bet on the fact that you’ve never betrayed me, so don’t me me.”


    “Ms. Summers, what… What do you mean?”


    Sweat perspired on Stone’s forehead, and he noticed something subconsciously as he heard the sound


    of a clock ticking away.


    He finally understood why Rowena had asked him about his current speed. This timed explosive had a


    speed timer, and the countdown of the explosive would be activated as soon as he exceeded the speed


    limit.


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    Several jeeps blocked the intersection of the rocky road. It was obvious to him that he had fallen into


    someone else’s trap this time around


    Stone burst intoughter like a madman. “Ms. Summers, you’re really a cruel b*tch!”


    He stepped on the elerator abruptly. “If that’s the case, why don’t we go to hell together!”


    The people in the jeeps picked up the walkie-talkies and yelled at each other, “Everyone! Stay away from


    the car! He ns to drag us down together! Move!”


    Everyone jumped out of the jeeps and into the woods.


    On approach, the car exploded.


    The me was everywhere as the ground quaked.


    Those who were lying on the ground were astonished.


    Nn was standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette when his cell phone rang. Hans was


    calling him.