Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 1715

"Ah!"

The woman let out a miserable scream as she was flung through the air and crashed into a nearby fence. Her eyes were wide with panic.

In the next instant, she crumpled to the ground.

It all happened so fast that by the time her companions reacted, the woman was already dying.

They were terrified, but they didn’t dare show it. Instead, they braced themselves and looked in the direction of the gust of wind.

Slowly, a man and a woman came into view.

The woman was dressed in a leather jacket and pants, her curvaceous body impossible to ignore. Her brown, wavy hair framed her face, which had deep and delicate features.

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The man wore a black suit and an eye patch over one eye. His expression was blank, but his eyes were clouded with death.

The woman's face was equally icy.

Both of them exuded a chilling aura as they approached

Sean and bowed their heads respectfully. "Master."

Sean turned away and said coldly without looking at them." You have five minutes to take care of them."

The two nodded obediently. "Yes, master."

Sean strode into the house, where a figure pounced on him and hugged him tightly.

He was caught off guard and stumbled back a few steps before raising his arms to embrace her. As he looked down into her worried eyes, his heart tightened.

Molly released him and looked at him up and down.

"Are you hurt?" she asked anxiously before he could say anything.

The situation outside was so dangerous, and her heart was in turmoil.

"I'm fine," Sean reassured her, taking her hand gently. "Don't worry. I'm really fine."

Her hands were cold, betraying how worried and scared she had been.

Sean's heart ached as he gazed at her with tenderness.

Molly didn't believe him and checked him over carefully to make sure he wasn't injured. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief.

"That's good."

At that moment, she realized how weak she was. Her legs could barely support her.

Lest Sean worry about her, she forced herself to stand strong.

"I'm sorry for making you worry," Sean said, wrapping his arms around her and feeling her warmth. His brows were finally unknitted.

Molly leaned against him quietly for a moment before turning to lookoutside.

"Who are they?"

Tony had mentioned earlier that they had made arrangements, and the two should be part of the safety measures.

But she didn't seem to have seen them before.

"Chester sent them over," Sean replied with a smile.

Molly hummed in understanding. Deep down, she was impressed by Chester's thoughtfulness.

According to him, the Union had sent two teams of martial artists, and she had been worried that their people on the island wouldn't be able to handle them.

Unexpectedly, Chester had set everything up.

He was worthy of being the vice master of the Grandset.

"Let's get out of here," Sean said. "The base's reinforcements may arrive soon."

Molly snapped back and nodded. "Okay."

If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of those four people, they would have already evacuated.

Sean looked at Tony with concern. "Are you all right?"

Tony smiled nonchalantly. "I'm fine."

Although his face was pale, his spirit seemed strong.

Sean nodded.

"Now that they're fighting outside, how can we leave?" Edmund spoke up.

"Through the back door," Sean replied in a deep voice, looking at him.