Winner Takes All novel Chapter 538

Night fell.

It was deep in the woods.

Gigantic trees and shrubs were everywhere.

The vines were intertwining like some enormous pythons.

The thick layer of leaves on the ground reeked of rottenness.

Zoom!

A human figure flashed across the woods into the shrub in the opposite end like an agile ape.

It didn’t make a single sound stepping on the rotten leaves and twigs on the ground.

From not far away, two streams of light flashed towards the direction where the figure had just appeared.

Two human figures then approached quickly.

Under the light, two assassins were in sight wearing a smiling and a crying face mask respectively. The masks gave them an insidious aura which sent chills down one’s spine.

“Now isn’t he something. He was able to move stealthily in the woods.”

The assassin with the smiling face mask stepped on the thick layer of leaves on the ground and made some rustling sound.

His right calf had been bandaged. It was bandaged after the previous car chase. Due to the pain, his movements were slightly restricted.

“He might be able to hide his footsteps, but he won’t be able to hide the sound of the air flow triggered by his speedy movements,” the assassin with the crying face mask said coldly. He didn’t say this to explain to his partner, but to deliver a message to Lyndall, who was hiding somewhere in the woods, “You can’t hide your whereabouts for long in this silent mountain. I know you’re just nearby. You better surrender and come out so we might give you a swift death.”

“That’s right. You’re wounded, so you’re going to die from blood loss if this keeps up. Why go through this pain to torture yourself before you die?”

The assassin with the smiling face mask smiled mockingly.

Suddenly.

Something was heard moving behind them.

The duo immediately alerted and turned around.

“He’s over there!”

They dashed out simultaneously like a pair of arrows.

In the shrub.

Lyndall was curling up among the thorny undergrowths and restraining himself from moving a muscle. Blood dripped out from the multiple poked wounds on his body.

Gritting his teeth, he had on a firm gaze.

As if the bleeding and pain on his body were nonexistent.

“Even if I might die from blood loss in these woods like a stray dog, I won’t give up the slightest chance of survival.”

This was what in Lyndall’s mind, which was also his conviction at this moment!

After running away from the hotel, he sped the car all the way trying to get rid of the assassins.

But the assassins were too aggressive with the chase which gave him no choice but to drive out of the city into the mountains.

He did think of contacting Willy again for help, but his cell phone was already broken from the previous fight.

He was hoping to get rid of the assassins with the complicated terrain in the mountains.

But the assassins’ ability to cope with the complicated terrain was out of his expectation.

The only thing he could do now was to continue to hide as long as possible to buy himself time.

He had deployed his skills in getting around in the mountains to the extreme. He could even control the angle of his feet landing on the rotten leaves and twigs so he didn’t make a sound moving around.

But as the assassin said, he can hide the sound of his footsteps but not the sound of air flow from his movements.

In the woods where it was dead silent at night, the sound of air flow he made when moving around at high speed was simply too easy to detect.

But there was nothing he could do about it. He wouldn’t be able to move from place to place quickly otherwise.

The bleeding in his right shoulder hadn’t stop. He simply tore a strap of cloth off his shirt and wrapped it up to slow down the bleeding.

Even so, Lyndall was at the moment worn out from all the running and hiding.

Losing blood and strength, waves of sleepiness hit him like trucks.

The only thing that was keeping him up was his intrinsic sense of survival.

Gradually, the sound of the assassins disappeared.

Finally, they were far gone.

Taking a silent sigh of relieve, Lyndall disregarded the thorns and reached out his hands to tear apart the shrub. Then he pounced out of the shrub he was hiding in.

But that also caused the thorns that were hooked on his skin to tear his wounds even deeper and wider.

Thud!

Falling to the ground, he gasped for air heavily.

He picked some leaves and sucked on them relentlessly.