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Vroom, vroom, vrrr!

The roar of engines grew clearer.

Qin Ran looked up and exchanged a glance with Simons. Both men looked puzzled.

The matters involving the Dark Star Society and the Night Demon Society had already been settled. Who else would be interested in Alcatraz Island?

Had some other unknown faction joined the struggle for Alcatraz Island?

The speculation made Qin Ran frown.

Still, he wasted no time moving.

Working with Simons, he carried the potion-making bench back into its original room.

The very next moment proved just how right their decision had been.

Thud, thud, thud!

A jumble of footsteps rushed toward the entrance of Saint's Garden, then—

Bang, bang, bang!

A barrage of gunfire shredded the storefront of Saint's Garden.

Bullets pierced the door and walls, ricocheting around the shop.

Crack, crack, crack!

The ornaments, furnishings, and numerous plants that Simons had painstakingly selected, which had survived the disasters brought by the Dark Star Society and the Night Demon Society, were shattered.

"Damn it!"

"Who the hell is it?"

Listening to the cracking sounds, Simons, who was hiding in another room, clutched his chest in anguish and let out a groan laced with curses.

"I don't know!"

"But they definitely aren't here to ask about Alcatraz Island!"

Qin Ran spoke with absolute certainty.

If they had come to ask about Alcatraz Island, they would never have opened fire without a word.

This was how you killed people, not how you asked questions.

The gunfire lasted ten seconds.

When it stopped, Simons instinctively moved to go outside, but Qin Ran grabbed him and held him back.

Having witnessed a similar attack in [Wandering Beast], Qin Ran knew what would happen next.

Boom, boom, boom!

Grenades were hurled into the shop through the shattered display window.

The explosions merged