Chapter 1780
1-2 was originally in the B area dealing with matters, but he
received a call from Tara, which made him return to the A area
ahead of schedule.
When he emerged from the exclusive passage, he saw the
corridor littered with black–clad individuals who had been shot.
The sight of blood flowing like a river made 1-2 subconsciously
furrow his brow. “Damn it!”
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With his entourage, 1-2 stepped over the fallen individuals and
quickly made his way to the program room.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Griffon sitting in the
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He was lounging lazily, with his long legs casually crossed and his
hands resting on his thighs, holding a blood–stained gun between
his palms.
His head was lightly resting on the sofa, chin slightly raised, and
he looked down at the incoming people with eyes devoid of fear,
as if he was looking at dead wolf.
He had bullet holes in his shoulders and legs, blood continuously
flowing.
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“Well done, you managed to make it all the way to the program
room,” 1-2 said upon seeing Griffon, not blaming him but rather applauding him.
“Erebus needs someone like you, with courage. I like that, but…”
1-2’s clapping hands slowly descended, and he then pulled out a
gun and aimed it at Griffon‘ forehead.
“If you’re not the leader of S, maybe I would spare your life!”
Before he could finish his sentence, 1-2 pulled the trigger, but
unfortunately, Griffon was quicker and had already aimed at 1-2’s
abdomen, hitting him accurately.
As 1-2 was hit first, his shot missed its mark.
Griffon dodged 1-2’s bullet and, despite the gunfire from the
black–clad individuals behind 1-2, he swiftly rushed to 1-2.
1-2, having been shot, was now clutching his abdomen. In a
moment of distraction, his neck was restrained by a strong arm.
Overwhelmed by a sense of suffocation, 1-2 became furious and
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break free from his grip and was disarmed.
At that moment, Griffon, seemingly impervious to pain, danger, or
fear of death, was determined to kill 1-2.
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Not only did he strangle 1-2 several times, but he also used 1-2’s
body as a shield against the bullets.
The black–clad individuals dared not move, only watching as
Griffon, with 1-2 in tow, entered the chip room inside the program
room.
As the door closed, Griffon pressed the lock button.
After seeing several locks on the door, he suddenly raised his