Wyatt grabbed Greg's hand, coughed violently, and tried his best to say, "Mr. Greg, I will die. I beg you, please keep Korn alive. He is the only descendant of our Chen family. Please..."
Before Wyatt could finish his words, he took a deep breath and looked at Greg with his big eyes full of begging.
"Okay, I promise you that I will never hurt Korn." As Greg gently closed Wyatt's eyes, Wayne came to him.
"Mr. Greg, the airport security is here. It's time for us to withdraw." A subordinate ran over and said to Greg.
"Okay, let's go." With these words, he stood up with Wyatt's corpse in his arms and handed it to Wayne, "You retreat first."
"Mr. Wei, where are you going?" Wayne asked anxiously. The airport security guards in the distance were about to arrive here, and it would be too late if they didn't leave.
"Wait for me outside. I'll be right there." As Greg spoke, he ran straight behind the pillar. He didn't forget that Omar was still there. Anyway, he had to keep his promise.
Wayne hesitated for a moment and turned around, "Let's go." He ran out with the rest of the people. He believed that Greg would come out as soon as possible.
According to the order of Greg, Omar had been hiding behind the pillar and didn't dare to move. The constant gunshots outside made him hold his head with both hands and curl up there.
Although his eyes were full of fear, he believed that Greg would definitely come back to pick him up. Footsteps rushed over in the distance, and soon a big hand grabbed his small arm, followed by a familiar voice, "Come with me."
It was Greg. He picked up Omar, strode into the crowd and ran out.
On the other side, Chris' men also noticed the arrival of the airport security guards. They no longer fought and quickly left here.
Greg left the gate of the airport with Omar and turned right. There was a car they came from, and Wayne had already been waiting there.
Greg came to the nearest car with Omar in his arms and rushed in, "Go." As soon as he gave the order, the five cars disappeared in an instant.
"Has Rona been saved?" Greg looked at Wayne and asked.
"She's back. She's in the car ahead." Wayne answered while turning the steering wheel quickly.
It was not until then that Greg noticed Omar in his arms. Although Omar looked scared, he didn't cry from beginning to end. With appreciation in Greg's eyes, he touched Omar's head.
"It's safe now, little guy." Greg said with a smile.
Although Omar was still a little scared, he finally knew that it was all right. He took off his coat and wrapped it around the injured arm of Greg under the surprised eyes of Greg.
Looking at his action, it was impossible for Greg not to be moved, but the child was too calm. He took over Omar's coat and pressed it on the bleeding place with a smile.
The injury on his arm was not serious. It was just a scrape by the bullet, without hurting his muscles and bones. But he could feel the child's love.
Omar still didn't say anything. He just sat there quietly. He had to work hard to make his father like him, so that his mother would be happy.
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