Jemima suddenly rushed out, flinging a handful of white powder into the air. The powder scattered instantly with the wind, spreading quickly!"Ugh…""What is that…"The closest bodyguards, including Alan, inhaled the powder and immediately felt dizzy and weak, staggering as if drunk, unable to stand steadily."Poison! Hold your breath!" someone shouted in panic.The scene instantly descended into chaos.Taking advantage of the confusion, Jemima grabbed Bruce, who was also affected and unstable, "Go!"She supported him and moved quickly toward the exit.Alan slumped to the ground, feeling all his strength drain away. Furious and desperate, he roared hoarsely, "Trash! All of you are trash! Chase them! Catch Bruce, and if you can't, kill him!"…Jemima took Bruce to an abandoned warehouse. She carefully placed him on the floor covered with cardboard, then quickly pulled a pill from her small bag and fed it to him."Prince, swallow this quickly. It's the antidote. Once you take
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