“You really are M,” Murray repeated, his astonishment palpable.


    M offered a helpless smile. “Ss outwits you by far. You possess bravery butck strategy, leaving


    only brutality.”


    Murray’s gaze turned fierce, his eyes aze with anger.


    His subordinate returned with an update. “Mr. Manning, the speedboat is prepared.”


    M addressed the group, “Don’t try to nt any bombs on the boat. Murray will be departing this


    ind with us. We’ll release him at Dorzania airport.”


    Upon hearing this, his subordinate dashed out immediately to disarm the explosives. Nathan asked


    softly, “Chubs, is everything under control?” Notprehending Dorzanian, Nathan could only await


    M’s directives as he was unsure of the situation’s progress.


    body, searching for weapons and confiscating all guns and des to eliminate any potential threat.


    “They intended to nt bombs on the speedboat?” Nathan sought rification.


    “Let’s wait a bit longer. He’s off to disarm the bomb,” M said as she patted Murray‘


    M nodded.


    Before long, the subordinate returned, panting. “It’s done.”


    M and Nathan held their guns to Murray’s head, guiding him outside.


    The ind was tranquil at night, the moon casting its radiant glow, illuminating their path with rity.


    Lucas and Oliver, apanied by several armed men, trailed behind until they reached the boat.


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    Nathan turned to M. “Can you steer the boat?”


    She shook her head. Nathan handed her the gun. “Don’t worry. Just kill him if he sudden moves.”


    M tensed. She gripped the gun tightly, aiming it meticulously at Murray’s head.


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    As the boatmenced its swift departure from the shore, back onnd, Lucas promptly seized his


    subordinate’s gun and aimed it toward the speedboat.


    Oliver pressed down on his gun, his voice trembling as he asked, “What are you doing? Mr. Manning is


    still on the boat.”


    Lucas roared, “I know Nathan. The moment he’s safe, he’ll go for Murray first. He won’t let him get


    away, and then it’ll be you and me.”


    Pushing Oliver’s hand away, Lucas raised his gun again.


    Oliver intervened once more, applying force to stop him. “You can kill Murray and Nathan, but you can’t


    touch Chubs.”


    With a swift kick, Lucas sent Oliver sprawling, shouting, “Your sentimental bullshit is just


    getting in the way.”


    Oliver was knocked back.


    Raising his gun, Lucas unleashed a flurry of shots toward the departing boat. The sound of Bunfire


    reverberated.


    “Chubs, get down!” Nathan eximed, hurrying over to shield M. He used his body to cover her,


    guiding her to the floor of the boat.


    The gunfire poured down like a relentless storm, without discrimination, until the bullets ran


    out.


    With a ssh, Murray leaped off the boat.


    M quivered in Nathan’s embrace, her body trembling from the fierce onught of gunfire. She


    struggled for breath and slowly regained her senses.


    Urgently, she touched Nathan’s face. “Nate, are you okay? Are you hurt?”


    Nathan’s breath wasbored, his voice rough as he replied, “I’m alright. What about you? Are you


    injured?”


    “I’m fine. Who was shooting? They were firing everywhere, even at Murray,” M said, still shaken.


    “It had to be Lucas.”


    “Why?”


    Nathan sighed, resting his head on M’s shoulder, his voice weakening, “He’s been by my side for


    years. He probably anticipated my moves.”


    “Murray seized the opportunity amidst the chaos and jumped into the water,” M said.