After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: It Would Be a Pity to Die

The light in the hall suddenly dimmed.

Before anyone could react, Nina Jacobs had already darted behind Seth Quinn, pressing a sharp dagger against his neck.

"Drop your guns!"

Nina Jacobs roared, and the situation reversed in an instant.

"Where did you get a knife?"

Seth Quinn’s eyes went wide.

He was sure he’d searched her. Nina Jacobs had nothing on her.

Nina Jacobs ignored him.

She glanced over at Wayne Warner and saw him lying motionless on the floor. A pool of crimson blood was spreading out from under his head.

Like a flower blooming in silence.

"All of you, put your guns down. I’m going to have a nice chat with Miss Jacobs here."

Seth Quinn said hurriedly.

"Not down. Throw them down!"

Nina Jacobs, of course, didn’t trust these people.

"Let’s talk this out. If you let me go, you can take all the supplies I have here. How about it?"

"You’re a Fire Element Superpower User, right?

Maybe you could stay here with me. I guarantee you’ll want for nothing..."

Seth Quinn raised his hands, already signaling to a few of his thugs with his eyes.

’She’s just one woman. What are all of us so afraid of?’

"Tell your men to throw all their guns down, and then we’ll talk."

Nina Jacobs said.

Seth Quinn finally relented.

Watching the thugs toss their guns down to the floor below, Nina Jacobs finally relaxed a little.

"Now you can let Mr. Quinn go, right?"

A few men on the grandstand said hastily.

"Don’t be in such a hurry. Don’t you guys like to play games?

How about we play a game?"

Nina Jacobs’s words gave Seth Quinn a bad feeling.

’Something’s not right with this woman...’

"W-what kind of game?"

The short security guard who had been with Wayne Warner asked.

"A killing game, of course.

You all get to vote. Who should I kill first?"

A gun materialized out of thin air in Nina Jacobs’s other hand.

Its muzzle was already aimed at the short security guard.

After the gunshot, the man’s expression froze. He fell, his eyes wide open.

Only then did the people present start to feel afraid.

None of them had expected the woman to have a gun.

"W-wait, weren’t we supposed to vote?"

Seth Quinn clearly hadn’t expected Nina Jacobs to actually go through with it.

’She really kills people!’

"That’s right. I don’t have many bullets left.

Maybe after I use a few more, the ones still alive will be saved."

Nina Jacobs’s other arm held Seth Quinn in a death grip.

With the tip of the dagger at his throat, Seth Quinn didn’t dare move a muscle.

"Vote for her! I vote for her!"

A middle-aged man shoved the woman next to him forward.

BANG!

"AHH!!"

The middle-aged man screamed, clutching his stomach.

"Did I ask you?" Nina Jacobs retorted.

BANG!

Another shot rang out. A thug diagonally across from her was hit and instantly fell.

"Trying to sneak attack me?"

Nina Jacobs fired several more shots in quick succession.

Each bullet precisely struck a thug.

Watching the thugs he had worked so hard to cultivate get wiped out in a matter of minutes, Seth Quinn finally realized he had picked a fight he couldn’t win.

This woman wasn’t just ruthless.

She didn’t keep her word.

"What will it take for you to let me go?"

Seth Quinn asked.

"Simple. That last game was fun. I haven’t had enough yet.

Make them all strip naked and go down there."

Nina Jacobs pointed to the terrified-looking men on the grandstand.

’They have to experience it for themselves.’

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