Farther away, Dad Number Seven, Joe, had brought in a squad of blond-haired international mercenaries.Their firepower was overwhelming, completely cutting off every possible escape route for the enemy.I sat in the freezing basement chair, staring at the flames and gunfire flashing across the surveillance screens.My hands were trembling, but my eyes had never been steadier.Suddenly, “Boom!”A deafening explosion shook the room.Behind me, the safe room door, the one supposedly capable of withstanding rocket attacks, was blown open with a massive hole.Three masked men rushed in holding rifles, their dark gun barrels pointed directly at me.My mind went completely blank.At that critical moment, the ceiling above suddenly slid open without a sound.Robert, dressed in black tactical gear, dropped upside down from the ventilation shaft like a hunting cheetah.“You dare touch my daughter?!”Alone, he charged straight at the three armed attackers. His movements were so fast t
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