Chapter 1106:

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With a swift flick of his wrist, a silver needle embedded itself precisely at the center of Robert’s forehead.

Before this moment, Ashton had already sealed six of Fraser’s fatal acupuncture points. This final strike completed the set.

It was the deadliest technique in his arsenal—Seven-Star Death Needles. Once all seven were in place, survival was impossible.

“I was supposed to be unstoppable! How could I lose like this?” Robert’s vision blurred, his body convulsing violently.

A thick, dark stream of blood spilled from his lips as his body finally collapsed. His wide, disbelieving eyes stared blankly into nothingness as life faded from them.

Ashton gazed at Robert’s lifeless body sprawled on the floor, a weary sigh of relief escaping his lips before he collapsed onto the cold floor, his strength finally giving way.

Thankfully, the Recovery Balm worked its magic, mending his wounds with remarkable speed as the healing essence seeped into his battered flesh.

“His death seemed a bit too casual, don’t you think?” Behind Ashton, Adrien had arrived unnoticed, his remark carrying a hint of surprise. “I told you, if you hadn’t suddenly intervened, I would have killed him already.”

Ashton pulled himself to his feet with some effort.

Adrien gave a wry smile. “I didn’t foresee your winning strategy. I thought there’d be a real fight. I was ready to jump in and save you when you couldn’t hold on any longer.”

This wasn’t a joke. Adrien had never imagined that Ashton would defeat Robert without a proper battle. Robert’s death also made Adrien realize that medical skills weren’t limited to saving lives.

“I owe you my thanks,” Ashton said with a genuine smile. “Your timely intervention forced Robert to lower his guard. Without that advantage, victory wouldn’t have come quite so easily.”

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Adrien acknowledged with a quiet nod. The moment of reflection was interrupted by a sudden commotion spilling in from outside the room. Both brothers turned their attention to the entrance where Bruce and his daughters appeared, firmly escorting a captured Conrad.

“Ashton, how could you let this slippery fox escape your watch? After breaking free, he tried contacting his men,” Rosalie explained, her cheeks flushed with indignation. “He planned to have both you and Robert eliminated, hoping to claim the spoils for himself!”

“Indeed,” Selena interjected, stepping forward. “We grew concerned and decided to follow Alisha to offer assistance. That’s how we managed to intercept him. Had we not, the consequences could have been dire!”

“Don’t worry, Ashton! I’ve brought the finest officers from the Inewood Special Police Unit. Even if Robert’s powers were to multiply, escape would be impossible for him!” Alisha said confidently.

The women’s spirited voices transformed the grim atmosphere, infusing it with renewed energy.

Yet as the group rushed over, prepared to assist Ashton in his struggle, they froze at the unexpected sight of Robert’s still form lying defeated on the floor.

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