Veronica's private Doctor quickly arrived to treat her injuries.
"Thankfully, the knife was pulled out right after it went in. It nearly struck her heart. Half a centimeter deeper, and she would have been beyond saving," the Doctor said gratefully.
The bodyguards who had arrived in time also breathed a sigh of relief. No. 1 patted Little Three on the shoulder and said, "That was a good shot. If you'd been half a second later, the young miss would have been as good as dead."
When they had arrived, they had seen Adams plunge a knife into Veronica. At that critical moment, Little Three had instantly fired a shot, forcing Adams back.
Little Three shook his head. "I didn't expect him to dodge it. That couldn't have been a reaction—it must have been prediction. The moment he saw us arrive, he was already planning to retreat."
The bodyguards were all private soldiers of the Arona Family. Every one of them wore a mask. There had originally been seven of them, each at least A-rank.
Now, Numbers Four, Five, and Six were dead, leaving only Numbers One, Two, Three, and Seven.
"I didn't expect this assassin to be so powerful. Who sent him?"
"Call Little Seven back. He's also a top-tier assassin. Now that Jones is dead, we need his strategic mind."
The three bodyguards discussed the matter when Jones's weak voice suddenly sounded from the ground nearby. "I... I'm not dead yet..."
Everyone was shocked. It turned out Jones had not fully died. Adams's slash had cut open an artery; an ordinary person would undoubtedly have died.
But Jones had strong vitality and had actually held on until now without drawing his last breath.
"Quick! Jones can still be saved!" Little Three hurriedly grabbed the Doctor and shouted.
The Doctor