“Damn it! Who dares fire their gun?” the mysterious man demanded.
It turned out the one who had arrived was Marcel. He came escorted by a doctor and several of his men, seated in a wheelchair. He looked pale, yet he had to save Angelica.
“Release the woman! So you want to arrest me? But can you escape this country, even if you let the woman go?” Marcel said, suppressing the pain after just undergoing surgery to remove the bullet that had pierced his arm and chest.
“Marcel, what’s wrong? What happened to you?” Angelica called from afar, shocked to see Marcel’s battered condition, his head wrapped in bandages.
“Angelica, I came to save you. Morgan, Inspector, quickly surround them. I’ll order my men who came with me to encircle them. If they resist and kill the woman, I’ll make them die
