The security guard picked up a taser, limped, and chased the cats angrily. Unfortunately he couldn't catch up with any of them.
Karl gave Joyce a thumbs up in the dark after they left.
She was really good at shooting, perhaps one of the best in the world, and it would not diminish her performance even if she got only a few rocks in her hands.
Joyce showed a sly smile and put up two fingers.
It was not really a big deal and she was totally capable of solving it.
The two took another route and went back to the car.
Kane locked the car door and asked, "Why were you guys going a different way?"
"There was an accident, but it was resolved." Karl returned.
"Is everything okay?" Kane was startled and panicked and hurriedly looked Joyce up and down, "Sister, are you hurt?"
Joyce gave Kane a blank look, "How can I get hurt that easily? What are you thinking?"
"It's me. I twisted my foot accidentally." A trace of embarrassment crossed Karl's handsome face.
As a man, he was actually holding Joyce back this time and he hated to admit it.
"Let’s go. Get us out of here." Joyce instructed, "It's all done."
"Good." Kane hurriedly stepped on the gas and drove away the communications car.
The three of them then disappeared without a trace under the dense night.
Joyce rummaged around in the car, found the fridge, and took out a pack of ice packs from it.
"Let me have a look. I'll help you with the ice packs."
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