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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 233
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Chapter 233:

The deafening sound of a gunshot shattered the silence. Jack's trusted subordinate clutched his chest, collapsing

with a look of sheer disbelief in his eyes. Jack inwardly cursed, “Damn it!”

As the bullet neared Norah, the man next to her swiftly kicked Jack’s trusted subordinate over to intercept it,

sparing her.

Norah swiftly drew another firearm from her waist, her gaze fixed on Jack with lethal intent. “Thanks, darling!”

she said to Sean.

As Jack's trusted subordinate spoke, Norah had sensed Jack's attempt to hurt her. Even without Sean's

intervention, she could still manage to evade the bullet and fight back.

Observing Jack’s persistent defiance, a cold smile played on Norah's lips. She had vowed to make him suffer a

slow demise, refusing to let him have his way.

With her aim steady on Jack, Norah acted swiftly, disabling his other hand and leg with precise shots before he

could even flinch. “Let those marked for death wait silently on the sidelines.”

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Jack writhed in agony as the bullets seared through him, sweat beading on his forehead.

Rising as the leader of all troublemakers in the East Zone, Jack had never prepared himself for such humiliation.

He belatedly realized he shouldn't have helped Jimena since his help had dragged him and his crew into a

conflict with someone they had no business provoking.

Jack’s crew dwindled rapidly, yet Norah and the other three remained untouched.

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As defeat loomed, Jack found himself too weakened to even grip a firearm. At that moment, fear began to creep

into Jack’s heart.

Despite the numerical advantage, Jack's side was faltering, and Norah was running low on ammunition.

Luckily, Sean had provided Norah with extra bullets earlier, sparing her from resorting to her dagger for close

combat.

Back in those days, her prowess in hand-to-hand combat was unparalleled within her organization. She was

unbeatable, with no adversary lasting more than a few exchanges against her. Norah silently thanked her past

self for enduring the rigorous training, acknowledging that her hardships had not been for nothing.

Though battered and desperate, Jack managed to drag his body to a hidden room. He knew the East Zone like

the back of his hand, sewers included. The thought of hiding, even if it meant sharing space with rodents,

seemed a better fate than facing certain death.

Kelvin spotted Jack's attempt to flee and called out, alerting everyone. “Jack’s making a run for it!” Upon hearing

him, all eyes turned toward Jack.

“Sir, seriously leaving us behind?”

“Jack, aren't we supposed to stand and fight together?”

“Hey, you're our leader!”

As Jack’s crew ceased their assault, they watched in stunned silence as their leader left them for dead. Bearing

the agony of three bullet wounds, Jack pushed through the pain, attempting to escape. But he was halted by his

crew’s questioning.

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He faced them, managing a forced smile on his pallid face. “Listen, I'm off to grab more weapons for you. Just

hold them off, and | promise there'll be rewards for everyone!”

Lucky for Jack, his words managed to rally his troops.

After all, as their leader, it wasn't surprising that Jack had access to additional arms. The ammunition and

weapons previously distributed were now depleted.

With renewed vigor, Jack’s crew resumed their assault.

“Sir, go quickly, I'll cover for you.”

“Make it fast. We're running out of there.”

“Sir, I'm counting on the weapon supplement.”

Jack had previously dominated larger gang confrontations with ease, but the fact that they hadn’t gained the

upper hand for even a minute, despite their numerical advantage over Norah and the others, had clearly sapped

their morale. They were eager for a chance to turn the tide with better firepower.

As Jack observed his crew throwing themselves into the fray, his gaze remained void of any warmth. Clenching

his jaw, he made a beeline for the hidden room.