With physical attributes nearly five times that of an average adult male, Hunter's pace was not slow even while carrying Perkins.
He descended the stairs quickly and soon reached the fourth floor.
At this time, Hunter was unaware of the sudden change of heart in the Female Assassin in his arms.
Just as he reached the fourth floor, he suddenly heard the sound of police sirens from below.
This was followed by a series of noisy sounds.
"Not good, the police are here."
Perkins also heard the sirens, and her heart leaped into her throat.
She had sustained multiple injuries during the operation not long ago.
Now, if they really encountered the police,
Perkins knew very well that she had little combat effectiveness left.
Hunter also knew it would be difficult to escape from below.
He looked around, then quickly descended to the third floor and walked into the third-floor corridor.
Recalling the blueprints of Charles Tower he had seen before,
Hunter walked deep into the corridor and soon arrived in front of an apartment.
"What are you doing?"
Perkins asked curiously.
"Shh!"
Hunter quietly hushed her. While Perkins wasn't looking, he flicked his hand and took a wire specifically for Lockpicking out of his private space.
"Bear with it for a bit; it might be uncomfortable for a moment!"
Still holding Perkins, Hunter lifted her up slightly, then inserted the wire into the keyhole with his free hand and twisted it rapidly.
A moment later, there was a soft click.
Hunter quickly turned the doorknob and brought Perkins inside.
"You have this skill too?"
Perkins was surprised. Although she hadn't seen clearly, she realized what had just happened.
Hunter just smiled and didn't answer her.
Through the bandit mask he wore on his head, Perkins couldn't see his expression anyway.
After the door closed, Hunter faintly heard hurried footsteps coming from the emergency exit.
There must be police officers slowly moving up the stairs to block them.
On the third floor, the sirens from below were already very clear.
Hunter carried Perkins and walked quickly into the room.
As soon as they entered, they immediately heard an exclamation.
Then, a man walked out in a panic, holding a handgun with both hands.
"Who are you? You're not welcome in my house, get out now."
Perkins' hand, which was resting on Hunter's shoulder, suddenly pulled the trigger.
With a muffled gunshot, the panicked man was hit in the forehead and collapsed instantly.
"Wouldn't it have been better if you'd just pretended to be asleep?"
Perkins said coldly!
Hunter glanced at the unlucky guy but said nothing.
He didn't hear any other sounds in the house, so he assumed there was only one person.
He then placed Perkins on the sofa.
"Hey, how are we supposed to escape?" Perkins asked.
Hunter didn't answer her. Instead, he walked to the window and carefully inspected it for a while.
Soon, he checked the other rooms as well.
Then, out of Perkins' sight, he took a set of rappelling ropes from his private space.
After finding a place in the room to secure them,
Hunter first strapped himself in, then walked over to Perkins and said, "It might hurt a bit in a moment, bear with it."
After saying that, he secured the harness on her as well and tied her to his front.
"Curl up your body in a bit and don't move; I'll control the descent."
"You know how to rappel too?"
Perkins felt that she was truly getting to know this handsome Asian Youth anew today.
Not only was his marksmanship excellent, his endurance amazing, and his strength immense, but he also knew Lockpicking and apparently rappelling as well.
Hunter didn't bother to answer the inquisitive woman. Holding Perkins, who had recovered slightly, he walked to a window.
"Get ready, and make sure to cooperate with me!"
Hunter carried Perkins, and after some effort, they both managed to climb out.
Suspended on the outer wall over a dozen meters up, Hunter controlled the release of the rope, skillfully guiding Perkins as they swung like a pendulum, repeatedly pushing off and landing back on the wall.
After pushing off five or six times, the two finally landed successfully on the ground.
"Go!"
Hunter quickly unfastened the ropes on both of them and then ripped off the bandit mask from his head.
He tucked it into his private space when Perkins wasn't looking, to prevent the police from getting any strands of hair that might contain his information.
Picking up Perkins in a bridal carry once again,
Hunter sprinted away before the police realized they needed to seal off Charles Tower and the surrounding area.
The two soon arrived at the entrance of an alley, where he set Perkins down.
"Wait for me!"
Without further explanation, Hunter went deep into the alley and took out a motorcycle.
He pushed it out and started the engine.
"Get on."
By now, Perkins had recovered some of her strength.
She was a professional assassin, and both her physical fitness and pain tolerance were far beyond those of ordinary people.
Struggling to sit on the motorcycle, Perkins wrapped her arms around Hunter's back.
"Let's go."
Seeing that she was holding him tight, Hunter started the motorcycle and quickly led Perkins away from the area.
Riding at high speed for a full ten-plus kilometers,
Hunter finally brought the motorcycle to a stop at an apartment in Las Vegas.
"Get off!"
After stopping the motorcycle, Hunter looked at Perkins, who had recovered somewhat.
He told her, "Follow me."
The two soon entered an old apartment building with only six floors, no elevator, and no surveillance.
Stopping in front of an apartment door on the third floor, Hunter pulled out a key.
He had rented this apartment temporarily that afternoon.
It was originally intended to be used as a Safe House when he went to complete the commission Diana had given him in two days.
He hadn't expected Perkins to get injured tonight, so he had to use it ahead of time.
"A Safe House?!"
Perkins realized it immediately after entering the apartment.
As Hunter turned on the lights and led her into this unremarkable apartment,
far from looking down on it, she felt that this man was truly meticulous.
He had even prepared things in advance that she hadn't thought of at all.
Tonight, Perkins felt she was truly getting to know this Asian Youth anew.
Before, she had only considered this somewhat handsome Asian man to be a complete lecher.
Now, Perkins' impression of Hunter had truly changed for the better.
After letting her sit comfortably on the sofa, Hunter feigned entering a room.
In reality, out of Perkins's sight, he retrieved a set of First Aid equipment from his private space.
Walking back out with it, he looked at Perkins and commanded, "Take off your clothes, leave only your undergarments."
"You have too many wounds on your body; there are gunshot wounds and lacerations from grenade fragments."
"I'll help you treat them as quickly as possible. If necessary, I'll take you to the Continental Hotel afterward."
Perkins also knew he was doing this for her own good.
Nodding, she very decisively took off her clothes and leaned back on the sofa, waiting for Hunter to treat her wounds...
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