She gave Harold an indifferent look. “Where are you heading?”
Ignoring her, Harold popped his head out of the car window to look at the helicopter above their heads. Finally, he turned around and smiled. “I’m taking you away. Do you feel excited already?”
Winnie sneered. “You’ve stolen the goods from under the terrorists’ noses. You must have found a buyer, right? Who is he? Where are you making the exchange?”
“Why are you brazenly asking me about these secret details?”
“What else should I do? It’s not like we have anything in common to talk about.”
“Why not?” Harold ran his fingers across Winnie’s cheek. “As a grown man and woman, aren’t there plenty of things for us to explore?”
“You’re disgusting!” Winnie turned her face away. When her gaze finally returned to Harold, her eyes were brimming with contempt.
While irritated by the way Winnie was looking at him, he could see in her eyes a reflection of his ugly self—one that even he was reluctant to look straight in the eyes.
As rage began to overwhelm him, he felt the urge to dig out Winnie’s beautiful eyes.
Nonetheless, he kept his impulses in check. Picking up a bag and emptying the bullets inside, he subsequently draped it over Winnie’s head.
She could no longer see where they were going as the car sped down the road.
Despite that, the helicopter hovering above their heads was still well within earshot.
Subsequently, their car came to an abrupt stop after seemingly hitting something. By the time Harold removed the bag over her head, Winnie realized that it was already dawn.
She scanned the surroundings and was stunned by what she saw—a school.
As the village school had worn-out facilities, its gate swung open upon being crashed into.
An elderly man who worked as a security guard was swiftly tied up by Harold’s men.
Thereafter, he closed the metal gate before firing two warning shots into the sky.
Just a moment ago, a group of young children with red scarves tied around their necks was happily playing on the school field. The sudden arrival of Harold and his armed subordinates caused them to scatter in fear.
Amidst the chaos, Harold’s men fired their guns indiscriminately.
Unaware of what was going on, the teachers began to grab the fleeing students to stop them from running.
When everyone at the scene finally stopped moving, Harold threatened all of them into entering a classroom in an orderly manner.
At the same time, Winnie staggered forward after being yanked by him.
“What the hell are you doing? Why are you causing trouble in a school?”
“Our car ran out of fuel and the police are still hot on our tail, so what do you think I’m doing here? Let me tell you, compared to adults, children are a lot easier to control. With so many here, it would be a waste if I didn’t use them!”
“You heartless b*stard!” Winnie gave Harold a death stare. “If a hostage is all you want, am I not enough?”
“It seems that you hardly know me still. You were never a hostage to me. I won’t let you go after capturing you painstakingly. I want to keep you by my side and toy with you slowly so that you suffer a fate worse than death. Only then will vengeance be mine.”
While speaking, he shoved Winnie into a classroom filled with other students.
By then, the police had arrived and quickly surrounded the classroom.
Because children were being held hostage, the police took extraordinary precautions.
While she was lost in thought, Harold suddenly got to his feet, as the deadline he had given the police had arrived.
After firing a shot through the gap of the half-opened wooden door as a precaution, he continued dealing with the police.
Soon, the two bulletproof cars he requested arrived.
As his subordinates grabbed a few students and herded them into the first car, he and the rest got into the second vehicle.
The shield-bearing SWAT officers guarded the classroom door once all the perpetrators had moved out of it.
Other than the students still held hostage by Harold, the entire field was cleared of people.
Meanwhile, SWAT officers were lying in ambush inside both cars. Upon grabbing the children, they quickly subdued all of Harold’s subordinates.
Caught by surprise, Harold had his wrist broken from being twisted.
Even though his gun fell onto the ground, he swiftly unsheathed the dagger at his waist.
Pressing it against Winnie’s throat, he retreated into the classroom with her. Her skin began to bleed just from the pressure of the blade alone.
With Winnie held at knife-point, Harold demanded the police back off.
However, Winnie threw him a glance. “There will be no escape for you today. Exposing yourself one bit out there will end up with a bullet in your head. Stop resisting. At least you’ll die under better circumstances.”
Harold looked around and realized that he had been surrounded.
He looked down at the Alpha radioactive gas in his possession. I risked my life just to get my hands on this. There’s no way I’m going to let the police have it even if I’m going to die today. Moreover, it will be humiliating if I’m apprehended just like that.
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