The sudden shout from the ninja startled everyone.


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    Pete Roger, who was seated furthest away, bellowed in frustration: “Hank! Kill them all! Damn it, the Japanese can’t be trusted!”


    In the third row, two of the killers quickly shifted their focus. Their priority now was to inject the medicine into Tawanna and Trevor before anything else.


    But just as they moved, Charlie Wade sprang into action. He grabbed the hair of the two killers on either side of him and yanked them violently over the seats into the back row.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    With incredible strength, Charlie forced their bodies into unnatural C-shapes over the seat headrests. Their lumbar spines snapped under the strain, leaving both assassins paralyzed. The syringes they were holding never reached their targets, sparing Tawanna and Trevor—for the moment.


    The couple, still seated, froze in terror. Staring at the syringes near their necks, they quickly realized they’d been targeted. But instead of reacting rationally, they screamed in panic, paralyzed by fear.


    Meanwhile, Pete Roger and the two men in the front row were stunned. The n had gonepletely sideways. A supposed wless assassination now teetered on disaster.


    The two killers in the front row twisted in their seats, frantically reaching for the syringes to finish the job. Simultaneously, Pete, seated in the passenger seat, pulled out his pistol. He flicked off the safety, intending to kill Charlie Wade immediately.


    But there was a problem. Charlie was in the back row, with two of Pete’s incapacitated men blocking his line of sight. Worse still, the car was navigating through Tokyo’s bustling downtown area. The vehicle’s privacy ensured no one could see inside, and its soundproofing muffled noise, but a gunshot would shatter the ss and attract unwanted attention.


    Pete clenched his teeth and barked: “Kill that Chinese guy! Now!”


    Hismand spurred the two front-row killers into action. They lunged toward Charlie. At the same time, the ninja beside Charlie regained hisposure, readying another poisoned shuriken to stab him.


    The weapon was deadly—just a scratch would be enough to kill.


    But Charlie Wade remained unshaken. As the ninja attacked, Charlie seized his arm and lifted him off the ground. Timing it perfectly, Charlie used the ninja’s body as a weapon, swinging him like a battering ram into the two rushing attackers.


    The impact was devastating. Thebined weight and force sent the two men flying backward. They hit the floor hard, ribs cracking from the blow. With the ninja pinned on top of them, they were renderedpletely helpless, barely able to breathe, let alone fight.


    Pete Roger was dumbfounded. In mere moments, five of his men had been neutralized by Charlie Wade. His team was utterly decimated.


    Now, the only ones left in the car were Pete, the driver, and Charlie Wade. Realizing his time was running out, Pete gripped his pistol tightly. If he didn’t act now, he’d be the next to fall.