NOVPUBChapter 1299: 588 variables_1 Chapter 1299: 588 variables_1 “Mistress, we’ve spotted two suspicious individuals and are already in pursuit,”
Aubree Groove mulled for a moment then decisively turned around.
Kelly Martinez dialed a number with a flustered face, “Night Hawk, what’s your game?
Getting a kick out of playing a double agent?”
The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before asking coldly, “How is Virginia Frost?”
“You have the audacity to ask me?
Wasn’t it you who sent people to kidnap her?
You’re pretty damn skilled, kidnapping someone right under my nose.
If you can’t let her go, you could have just told us early.
I, and Aubree Groove would have given you that face.
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You didn’t have to go behind our backs and pull such a dirty trick.”
Looking at all of Jimenez, only Night Hawk has the ability and equipment to do this.
“It wasn’t me,” Night Hawk said in a deep voice.
“I have no reason to lie to you.”
“Then tell me who kidnapped Virginia Frost.
A ghost?”
Virginia Frost didn’t trust Night Hawk, but all her forces were in Night Hawk’s hands.
If Night Hawk betrayed her, it’s as if she had lost both her arms.
That’s why she was able to be easily taken down.
Pethkids still had the power she wielded, forces that were not under the control of Night Hawk.
After extensive groundwork laid by Madon Linggo, Virginia Frost’s undercover agents in Pethkids were almost completely rooted out.
So she was pretty sure that Virginia Frost didn’t have any trump cards left, and that’s why she let her guard down.
The only unknown factor is Night Hawk.
After Night Hawk sold out Virginia, he turned around and rescued her, making Kelly Martinez furious.
The man sighed on the phone.
“If someone can snatch a person right under your watch, they’re not to be trifled with.”
“Stop the pretense.
If you bring Virginia Frost back, I’ll believe you, otherwise there’s no point in talking,” she said as she hung up the phone.
In the parking lot, Kelly Martinez pressed the car key, and a blue sports car shimmered with a dazzling light under the dim light.
Kelly Martinez glanced at Aubree Groove’s serious face, raised her eyebrows a little, threw the key to Aubree Groove who caught it subconsciously.
“I slept in a weird position last night, my shoulder aches.
You drive.”
As Aubree Groove opened the car door, put on the seat belt, and stepped on the gas pedal, the rearview mirror reflected a slightly smug smile on Kelly Martinez’s face.
Dallyn and Jayden Moore, who chased them, was dumbfounded by Aubree Groove’s smooth operation.
Both of them looked at each other in disbelief.
“Can the Mistress…drive?”
It even looks like she is skillful.
Jayden Moore mumbled, “The Mistress appears to be underage, right?”
Dallyn, driving her own customized off-road vehicle, struggled to catch up with the sports car ahead.
On the streets at three in the morning, there weren’t many cars.
However, the riveting maneuvers still made Dallyn dumbfounded.
Recalling Aubree Groove’s earlier comments on her customized car, it appears that the Mistress is not just all talks.
She’s a real pro.
Just acquired a new skill from the Mistress.
“The other party is very cunning.
We lost them on Romand Road.”
“Romand Road.” Kelly Martinez opened the map to zoom in, “If they keep heading east, they are heading to the dock.
Go via the Health Road to intercept them.
If they dream to shake us off..”
Pethkids belongs to The Rintos, wanting to kidnap someone here is simply ludicrous.
Kelly Martinez, now infuriated, swearing to teach whoever is behind this a lesson if she gets her hands on them.
But—looking at Aubree Groove’s calm handling, Kelly Martinez raised her eyebrows with a smile, “Our car god has finally returned.”
Back in the day overseas, Callista single-handedly defeated the world’s number one racing team and left a legend as the “Car God”.
That indomitable, unflappable Rain God—had finally returned.
Aubree Groove didn’t respond to her, her hands naturally holding the steering wheel, accelerating, turning corners, all methodically.
Just as she was about to negotiate the next bend, a truck was coming from the opposite direction.
It was so sudden that even Kelly Martinez instinctively tensed up, her fingers grasping at the handle on the roof of the car.
Aubree Groove narrowed her eyes.
In the glaring light, she calmly held the steering wheel, stepped on the gas, and the car didn’t hesitate at all—it drove against the light.
Dallyn, who had chased them to this point, nearly had her heart leap out of her chest when she saw this.
“Mistress…” This is too dangerous.
The sports car brushed past the body of the truck.
The road was so narrow they almost crashed.
The tires scraped against the ground, emitting a harsh, screeching sound.
A beautiful drift perfectly got past the turn with no hesitation and continued down the unknown road.
“Smooth.” Dallyn couldn’t help but compliment.
“Mistress is truly amazing.”
Jayden Moore, who doesn’t use the internet, was confused: “What does ‘truly amazing’ mean?”
Dallyn rolled her eyes at him: “It means ‘genius in music’.”
Jayden Moore was even more confused, “Does the Mistress have such talent?”
Dallyn laughed at his innocence: “Did you just come down from the mountains?
You know nothing, it’s a wonder you’ve survived to this point.”
Jayden Moore scratched his head: “How did you know I came from the mountains?”
Dallyn found him speechless, “…”
Well, his naivety his truly unbeatable.
At the intersection up ahead, a black business sedan drove past, and Kelly Martinez suddenly spoke: “That’s the car, follow it.”
Aubree Groove stepped on the gas, and the sports car zoomed out like an arrow from its bow.
On the street in the early morning, the two cars chased after each other, starting an intense race.
“Something’s not right, he’s stalling for time.” Kelly Martinez noticed the other party was going in circles.
Aubree Groove tried to stop the other car a few times, but they managed to avoid it every time.
“These people are indeed prepared.”
Kelly Martinez pulled out a gun, cocking it with practiced ease.
“If I don’t take him down today, I’ll take on his last name.”
Aubree Groove suddenly had a thought: “Send someone to the pier, inspect all incoming ships.”
Kelly Martinez understood: “This is a diversion.
Their real target is the pier; they’re planning an escape by boat.”
Having figured it out, Aubree Groove no longer tangled with the opposition, turning off at the next junction.
However, at the next stoplight, they were blocked by the other party.
“Damn it, do they think I’m tame?” Kelly Martinez cursed.
“Stop their car; I’m going to pry their mouths open.”
Aubree Groove sped up, with Dallyn blocking their exit at the intersection.
The other party was planning to ram their vehicle to break out.
Of course, Aubree Groove wouldn’t give them the chance, scraping against the business sedan as he sped up, swerving to hit the roadside guardrail.
The hood of the car started to smoke, finally forced to a stop.
Kelly Martinez quickly got out of the car, holding his gun warily as he approached the driver’s side door.
“Get out.”
Aubree Groove pushed open the door.
A girl dressed in grim black descended from the car, her bare skin as white as snow in the night, carrying an intense chill.
Dallyn excitedly hit the steering wheel, “This is the style of my Mistress of the Rintos.”
Cold and cool, driving skills as good as a god’s.
Kelly Martinez kicked the door hard; the door shook, but the person in the car made no movement.
Kelly Martinez and Aubree Groove exchanged looks.
Aubree Groove slightly nodded.
Kelly Martinez took out an iron rod from the trunk and slammed it on the hood of the car.
At that moment, the car door finally opened.
A brass knife was hurled towards Kelly Martinez as a dark figure rolled out of the car.
Kelly Martinez raised his rod to block the flying knife.
With a “ding,” reminiscent of a chaotic battlefield, the moment the knife hit the stick, Kelly Martinez flipped the stick, sending the knife back towards its thrower.
This all happened in a flash, under a moonless night with dim stars.
It was an atmosphere full of danger.
Jayden Moore joined the fray, with his wooden stick that had been with him for a thousand years.
He and Kelly Martinez were a seamless duo, one aggressive, the other defensive.
But they still weren’t gaining an advantage.
The opponent was a tall man in all black, blending into the night.
His face hidden under his cap.
They had the disadvantage and could not even touch his hat.
Kelly Martinez’s heart sank.
Who was this guy?
His strange movements were untraceable.
Not even the WT Organization had talent like this.
If this man was Virginia Frost’s secret weapon, then she would have to admit that she has underestimated her.
Kelly Martinez said coldly: “Who are you?”
The mystery man, dressed in black that blended into the night, spoke in a detached tone, “Overestimating yourself.”
These words hit Kelly Martinez’s nerve, and he aimed his gun at the man’s head: “I don’t care who you are.
If you’re against me, don’t think about leaving Pethkids alive.”
Unfazed by Kelly’s threats, the man laughed in a low voice, “Just the two of you?”
