Chapter 180

Chapter 180:

Even with his back to the scene, Ashton kept his eyes fixed on Blood Diver’s wrist. He was counting on Blood Diver to take the bait.

If Blood Diver made any move less threatening toward Selena, Ashton would have his chance.

And indeed, Blood Diver took the bait.

The moment Ashton turned around, Blood Diver signaled to his men, who were tied with ropes. These were just ordinary ropes, easily slipped off in mere seconds with a little effort.

The remaining assassins had been waiting for this moment.

Blood Diver’s order for Ashton to retrieve a car for their escape had been nothing but a deception. The assassins had no intention of leaving without a fight, and Ashton wasn’t about to let them slip away easily.

The assassins knew that their freedom depended on eliminating Ashton today.

And so, they eagerly waited for the moment Ashton turned his back.

Ashton had anticipated the enemy’s plans and tactics. He had intentionally left a vulnerability exposed, drawing Blood Diver’s focus toward himself and away from Selena, whom he had taken captive.

Ashton was acutely aware that their confrontation was a matter of life or death. Any hesitation would be fatal!

Seizing the crucial moment, Ashton launched his attack. He spun swiftly, and with a quick flick of his wrist, he sent a nearly invisible silver needle hurtling toward Blood Diver’s wrist.

Before Blood Diver could even react, a sharp pain erupted in his wrist.

The needle had hit an acupoint, causing a brief numbness in his body.

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Blood Diver’s dagger clattered to the ground as his wrist weakened.

Taking advantage of the distraction, Selena wriggled free from his grasp and delivered a sharp kick that sent him tumbling, giving her the opportunity to escape.

At the same time, the other assassins shook off their bindings.

Their focus shifted entirely from Selena to Ashton. He was now their primary target.

Brandishing their daggers, the assassins charged at Ashton with ferocious yells.

The students stood petrified, stunned by the assassins’ relentless aggression despite their precarious situation. They wanted to help Ashton but quickly realized it was already too late.

In an instant, armed assassins surrounded Ashton. He had discarded his handgun, and without a weapon, he seemed defenseless to the onlookers.

As the assassins closed in, gunshots rang out.

Just when the onlookers were beginning to despair, they realized the shots weren’t coming from Ashton’s direction, but from beyond the woods.

Before anyone could react, a team resembling special forces, heavily armed, broke through the trees. They targeted the assassins with deadly precision, inflicting severe wounds.

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