The conversation continued.
"But, Lucas, my brother," Frost said, having had enough of laughing, a touch of curiosity and confusion in his voice, "With your style and wealth, you shouldn't be short of pretty girls, should you? Why are you still thinking about a little mute girl?"
"Ah! Don't even mention it!" Lucas immediately put on a heartbroken expression, beating his chest and stomping his feet. "Before, I was chasing an absolute stunner. That face, that figure... Just thinking about it makes my heart itch like a cat's paw, it's so irritating!"
"And then... And then guess what?" He said, his face full of indignation, "She was snatched away by another woman!"
"A woman...?" Frost looked utterly bewildered.
"Yes! What do you say about this world!" Lucas shook his head and sighed, as if he had suffered an immense grievance. "Isn't this a waste of heavenly gifts? What a waste of resources! Why are all the pretty girls nowadays being 'digested internally'?"
In the shadows of the shack's corner.
Billie:...
Beyond her anger, a sense of speechlessness washed over her.
Could the 'girl' who made Lucas's heart itch... be her?
There were only two women in the Wild Beast Gang's core team. Bewitching Fox was almost thirty, nowhere near being a 'girl'.
That left only Billie, didn't it?
How disgusting!
Billie's gaze turned cold.
Regardless of whether Lucas and Frost were traitors or not, they couldn't be allowed to return to the Black Queen's territory alive!
Even if they weren't traitors, they were still scum among scum!
Lucas, that lustful fiend, a toad wanting to eat swan meat, was nauseating!
Frost was even more perverted! He actually plotted to give Goluthos as a gift to a scumbag like Lucas?
Is that something a human would do?!
Just for this, Serie would absolutely not leave Frost any chance to live!
Keeping this menace would sooner or later ruin the Black Queen's important plans!
If Chloe was inconvenient to act due to her status, she wouldn't mind doing it herself!
Billie stared intently at Frost and the others, as time passed second by second.
Finally, Lucas and Boris excused themselves for some fresh air and left the shack.
Billie silently melted into the bushes, following them.
Lucas connected to the radio, his tone fawning: "Colonel, everything is proceeding as planned, but you'll have to endure some discomfort later."
Behind the bushes, Billie's pupils suddenly constricted.
There really was something fishy!
Billie held her breath, focusing. She wanted to see with her own eyes what these two were truly up to.
Night gradually enveloped the entire New Reclamation Area.
In the shadows, Zoya watched several dazzling car headlights approaching from a distance.
The convoy stopped in an open area.
From the lead jeep, a short, stout officer emerged.
His uniform was taut, and the large gold ring on his finger and the cigar he held in his mouth were particularly glaring in the dim light.
The rear transport vehicles opened, and a group of workers in reformatory uniforms were escorted out, but Zoya keenly noticed something unusual.
There was no timidity or evasiveness in their eyes; instead, they scanned their surroundings warily like wolves, exuding a fierce intensity.
Something's wrong... Zoya's nerves instantly tensed.
Just as the officer was conversing with the stationed Soldiers—
"Bang!"
A gunshot ripped through the night sky!
"Kill them!"
"Liberate the New Reclamation Area!"
"For the Black Queen!"
Several Black Queen militiamen rushed out of the darkness like phantoms, their gun muzzles instantly surrounding the officer and Soldiers, leaving them no escape.
"Oh, isn't this Colonel Domingo?" Frost slowly strolled out of the shadows, Lucas and Boris closely following him. He dragged his words, his face filled with the triumph of a victor, "Didn't expect me to be here, did you?"
The corpulent Domingo, with a gun pointed at him, could only kneel on one knee, glaring fiercely at Frost: "Black Queen's scum! Have the guts to let the Black Queen come herself! Sending a small fry like you?"
Frost's face darkened, and he stepped forward with a kick: "Go to hell! I am the future Black King!"
He made to draw his gun.
Lucas quickly smiled and stopped him: "Hey, hey, Frost, brother, don't be in such a hurry."
He turned to Domingo, his tone deliberately fawning, "This fat Colonel is a big shot in charge of Iron Rust Town, Emerald Coast, and the New Reclamation Area. How about... we offer him to the Black Queen? Let her see who can truly accomplish great things?"
Frost's eyes lit up, and he immediately beamed with joy.
What a brilliant idea!
As long as Chloe wasn't foolish, she would understand that the mute good-for-nothing at home couldn't compare to the grand gift he brought!
"Good idea!" Frost triumphantly dialed the phone: "Chloe, I told you I'd keep my promise! Domingo is kneeling before me now, and the New Reclamation Area is already ours! Do you want to come and inspect it yourself?"
On the other end of the phone, Chloe was silent for a moment, then her gaze fell upon Goluthos beside her.
The latter nodded slightly.
"Good."
Ten minutes later, a jeep drove onto the scene.
Chloe got out of the car, surrounded by several militiamen.
Frost immediately went to greet her, eagerly claiming credit: "Chloe! Did you see? I did what I said! With money and guns, taking this place was as easy as pie! This fat guy is for you. Tonight, we can completely clear out the New Reclamation Area and rescue our people!"
"This is enough to prove our worth!"
Chloe didn't respond, only cautiously looked around.
However, Domingo, who had been kneeling and begging for mercy just seconds ago, now stood up, a strange, wicked smile on his face.
Frost was stunned, and roared: "Who told you to stand up?!" He immediately ordered the militiamen forward.
A sudden change occurred!
Several workers who had just gotten off the transport vehicle suddenly pulled out weapons from under their worn reformatory uniforms.
Gun muzzles spat fire! Several militiamen surrounding Domingo fell to the ground!
Frost was aghast, and just as he was about to turn back—
"Bang!"
A searing pain shot through his leg, and he screamed, collapsing to the ground. He didn't even have time to release his ability, his body flickering between light and dark, as if he had been short-circuited. He stared in disbelief at the person who fired the shot—Lucas!
"Lucas! You...!"
"Who the hell is your brother? Idiot!" Lucas sneered, walking over to Domingo.
Domingo burst into laughter: "Haha! I didn't expect to lure out the esteemed Black Queen so easily!"
"I think this Black Queen is nothing more than a rabble!"
He scanned Chloe and the remaining militiamen, who were instantly surrounded and in desperate straits, revealing the same triumphant expression Frost had worn moments before.
It turned out that the so-called 'capture the leader first' raid was nothing but a meticulously designed trap by Domingo and Lucas!
The goal was to lure out Chloe!
Now it was Domingo's turn to capture the leader first.
The situation instantly reversed, and Chloe and her group were in mortal danger.
But...
Was that truly all there was to it?
In the darkness on the outskirts of the New Reclamation Area.
In buckets, behind doorframes, inside transport vehicles, several points of rainbow light suddenly appeared.
Several blurry figures emerged from within, silently blocking all escape routes.
The fat fish had finally taken the bait...
The time to cast the net had arrived.
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