The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 92

The road from Jade spring villa towards the city was a quiet one.

At dawn, there were even less cars than usually.

The to cars that crashed into the sides of the road both came to a hold.

The Benz was deformed both in the front and at the side of the car. The Maybach was having heavy smoke coming up in the front rear.

Bamm!

With a loud noise, the door of the Benz was opened.

Lone Wolf crawled out of the wagon first, he didn't care about the wounds on his head that were cause by the window's glass, turned to help Jack out of danger, "Mister Hughes, we, we survived."

Jack crawled out of the car, he didn't have the change to take a breath yet, and helped Lone Wolf to pull the manager out as well.

He was in shock, his face pale, his gaze empty.

As he was dragged out of the car, he sat on the ground.

Jack checked the manager for wounds, and when he was sure that nothing was wrong, he took a deep breath in.

Even thought the Benz was crashed, but all three of them got away with skin trauma, nothing major.

It was a really close call, if only one tiny detail was done wrong, they wouldn't have been this easy right now.

The Maybach might have hit them in their side, and even if not, if the manager's driving skills weren't good enough, that kind of speed may have cause the Benz to turn over easily.

He was betting.

Every since his childhood, Jack has never thought about death.

Even if he was injured all over, he would take down the other party as well.

Pffff..

There was a sound of fireworks coming from the front.

Jack raised his head to look. The Maybach's front part was completely destroyed, and smoke was rising towards the sky.

From inside the car, they could hear people screaming.

Clearly, the Maybach was much more demolished than their Benz.

No need to talk about the passengers.

But, when Jack heard Diego's voice, he was surprised.

"Let's go and check them."

Jack rubbed the blood on his shirt, and walked towards the Maybach.

Lone Wolf looked at the manager, who was still in shock, then he ripped off a part of his shirt to cover the wound on his head, and followed Jack.

The smell of burn was hanging in the air, stinging their noses.

The smoke choked them.

They could smell gas.

With the help of the car's headlight, Jack could see the gas that was running leaking onto the street, the Maybach's gas tank had been crushed.

"Mister Hughes..."

Behind him, he hear Lone Wolf say in a deep voice, "This is a perfect chance to get them done once and forever."

Jack looked at Lone Wolf.

"I can offer my services."

Lone Wolf said, head lowered.

Drago had met Jack twice, and both times, he tried to kill him, he swore to himself, that he would finish Jack.

He decided to walk with Jack, so every detail, he had to think about on behalf of Jack.

But Jack shook his head.

Bamm!

That moment, a loud noise came from the Maybach.

The door was kicked open, and Drago, who was bleeding all over, dragged himself out of the car, looking like a mess.

He couldn't care for the passengers inside anymore, he ran away from the car, then sat on the ground, taking deep breaths while wiping off the blood on his face.

"Drago, help me... help me, I can't move my leg..."

In the car, Diego was screaming for help, begging while crying.

Jack and Lone Wolf were watching all this.

He could choose not to let them die.

But this didn't mean that he was magnanimous enough to help the people who were about to kill him.

Any hypocrite would be finished quickly by the society.

Bamm!

The passenger seat's door fell on the ground.