Winner Takes All novel Chapter 812

The stern and threatening tone felt frosty and ruthless. It immediately sent chills down their spines. Mr. Ward and Brent exchanged looks and then grinned.

“Daisy, you will be responsible for Master and the safety of the others within the bus. Brent and I will exit the vehicle.” Mr. Ward instructed.

Daisy’s face was pale and looked worried. Before she could speak, Jack quickly said, “I’ll get down as well.”

Everyone looked at Jack.

“Master, you must not reveal the truth about your legs.” Mr. Ward said solemnly and his tone indicated that he would not accept any refusals.

Jack shook his head as he asked, “How far are we to our critical point?”

Mr. Ward pondered, gritted his teeth, and said, “Even then, only Brent and I can get out of the bus to fight. Daisy is hurt and only you can protect the people on the bus. Remember that your legs are your remaining trump card!”

After he finished saying, Mr. Ward did not allow Jack to pester. Mr. Ward patted Brent’s shoulder and both of them exited the bus simultaneously.

Once out of the bus, Brent rushed to the other side of the bus and protected that side of the bus. Very soon, dozens of killers approached from the sides just as the men from the local Hughes office and the Grand Freemasons. However, they were slower than the killers and were still a distance away. The dozens of killers closed in towards the bus.

Mr. Ward grinned in anticipation as he saw the killers approaching with their long swords. He seemed to have transformed into a different person and started to thirst for blood.

Jack noticed this change and remarked, “Perhaps this was how he became an elder of the Grand Freemasons. Even Carlos would be startled with Mr. Ward’s ferocity.”

“Die!” The battle erupted. Both Mr. Ward and Brent did not wait for the killers but instead, they charged towards the killers. Their objective was to protect the bus until it reached the runway and the best way to do it was to keep the killers as far away from the bus as possible!

They were like wolves that lunged into a pack of sheep. They rushed barehanded towards the killers and each snatched a sword from a killer that they killed. Then with the sword in hand, they continued to rush towards the killers.

The battle raged. Blood splattered everywhere with cries of agony. The sword continued to slash in all directions mercilessly. Both Mr. Ward and Brent began to cut down the killers one by one.

In the bus, Steve and Rosie gripped each other’s hands tightly. They looked on in disbelief at the blood and gore outside the bus. Then they shifted their gaze upon Jack and Amber. They were initially fearful but now they looked resolute.

Daisy’s pale face looked towards the side where Brent was and was clearly worried. The bus continued to move slowly and silently forward.

The cries and commotions of the fight were comparable on either side.

“Hubby, the mysterious man… wouldn’t be coming, would he?” Amber asked from within Jack’s embrace. Jack looked down at the terrified Amber who stared at him with her eyes wide open.