One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 939

Being reminded of this by Stanley, George instantly reacted, and his face turned pale.

After all, that organisation was an abomination to him as well.

His parents died in the hands of someone high up in that organisation.

Although he had already killed the top brass and avenged his parents, his hatred for that organization would never go away.

"I heard that after that organization was exposed, it was purged by various countries around the world, and has now completely disappeared." George looked at Stanley.

Stanley nodded, "But when the United State took an inventory of some of this organization's weapons and equipment based on the books collected, it was discovered that some of the equipment was missing, as to how it was missing, it has not been found out to date, and there is no record in the books as to who took it away."

"You mean to say that it was Ivan who took it away?"

"How else did the bomb come earlier?" Stanley asked instead of answering.

George had nothing to say.

Stanley continued to walk up the mountain, taking with him those who were uninjured or only slightly wounded.

As for those who are seriously injured, or have died, they will stay where they are and someone will come and make arrangements.

At this moment, in some military tent at the top of the mountain, Violet was sitting on a chair with Ivan's hands and feet tied, unable to move.

Of course, apart from her hands and feet, there was no gag on her mouth.

So, she can still talk now.

Ivan was sitting right next to her, with a computer in front of him, and in the computer, what was playing was actually all the passages of the people Stanley had taken up the mountain.

Watching Stanley drip through all sorts of dangers, watching the people around Stanley diminish one by one, watching the clothes on Stanley's body gradually slide downhill, his face getting dirtier and dirtier, his body getting more and more injured.

Violet only felt as if her heart was being plucked out with a knife, so painful that she couldn't breathe, and tears fell down in big globs.

"Ivan, you madman, you actually set so many traps and got so many people killed!" Violet roared at Ivan with eyes wide with anger.

Ivan sat beside her, his arms wrapped around her, smiling extra happily in the face of her duty rant, "So what? Stanley's men come means they are prepared to die, so a few deaths is nothing to be lamented."

Violet couldn't believe her ears, such cold-blooded words sent chills down her spine.

Ivan put his hand to her back and rested it on the back of the chair behind her, "Violet, do you think that Stanley will be able to come to our heels without any problems?"

Violet stared at him deadpan, "Of course, I believe in him, he can do it, for sure!"

Ivan laughed again, "Maybe, after coming, he's missing an arm or a leg?"

These words instantly made Violet's face change, "You still have a bomb planted?"

Ivan smiled faintly, "Who knows?"

He shrugged his shoulders, then dropped his eyes and stopped talking, and no one knew what he was thinking.

But Violet thought that by looking like this, he was admitting that he did have a bomb planted behind him.

Perhaps it's not just bombs, but guns too?

In that case, wouldn't Stanley ......

When she thought of that possibility, Violet felt her body go cold, her whole body was confused and her mind went blank.

But now that she was tied up, there was nothing she could do except watch the computer in front of her, and the only thing she could do was to pray to the heavens for the safe arrival of Stanley and his party.

But apparently, God did not hear Violet's prayers.

Perhaps heard, but deliberately ignored.

Stanley's men were getting fewer and fewer, one by one they fell, and Stanley's body was getting more and more wounded, even though his face was dirty and messy, Violet could still see that his face was gradually paling.

That is a sign of excessive blood loss.