The merman, my man novel Chapter 159

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 159

I was frozen in place from the shock.

I was still standing there when the helicopters landed in front of me. The wind caused by the large spinning blades of propellers raised the hem of my tattered clothes and caused dust to fly everywhere. So, I couldn’t help but raise my arm to cover my eyes.

Then, dozens of armed personnel descended from the helicopters. Only then could I react and take a couple of steps back. I realized that they were all Laura’s men.

But there was no time for me to run as dozens of guns were trained at me immediately while they surrounded me. I could only raise my arms in surrender, showing them that I had no intention of resisting.

After that, a rough pair of hands pressed my hands behind my back before tying them up with rope. The situation was so sudden that I didn’t even have time to think. The light from the helicopters blinded me, and I could only hear a humming noise in my ears. The armed personnel was all busy, and all I could perceive was that the situation felt unreal.

My mind was blank for a couple of seconds until I saw them rush into the cave Dicken was in. They had special equipment and were pointing their guns inside. The realization snapped me back to awareness.

‘Dicken! Their target is Dicken! ‘

I could feel my chest clench, and my heart felt like it could jump out of my throat from the anxiety. I didn’t know where I had gotten the strength from, but I broke free from the person restraining me and started punching them. I charged at the group of armed personnel and shouted, “What are you doing?! Put down your guns! “

When I finished my sentence, I felt a hot sensation on my leg and couldn’t help but kneel on the ground. I was overcome with intense pain from my legs to the rest of my body. I knew that someone had shot me, but I didn’t care who it was. Without thinking, I raised my gun again at the person controlling the net and unfastened the safety. The moment the bullet launched from the gun, the recoil pushed me backward, causing me to topple onto the ground.

Shortly after, a pair of hands held my arms behind me firmly then pressed their knee onto my spine, pushing me to the ground. I couldn’t move at all.

Even my voice was stuck in my throat, and my protests were muffled.

Dicken’s roars from below became even louder . My tears fell as I listened, but I couldn’t do anything. I raised my head with great difficulty and saw the large metal net being hooked onto the helicopter and raised from below.