Moreover, his injuries haven't fully healed yet!
How can he face dozens, if not hundreds, of them all by himself now?
Summer Sutton stood rigidly in place, unmoving.
"I told you to run!" Manuel Ink turned his head and shouted at her again.
"If we go, we go together!" Summer Sutton simply pushed the bodyguard shielding her backward and stood firmly by his side, her attitude resolute.
Manuel Ink seemed to be stunned for a moment, staring at her stubborn face for a long while, then pushed her back into the group of bodyguards.
"Get her out of here, now!" He yelled at the bodyguards, his gaze returning to the Frenchman.
The situation was urgent, and the bodyguards had no time to think. They split into two groups; one group escorted Summer Sutton toward the direction of the vehicles on the road, while the other group stayed by the shore to protect Manuel Ink.
Summer Sutton was pushed along by several bodyguards the entire way.
