Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1600

Chapter 1600 Losing Sanity

The night vision goggles slipped off, and the remaining consciousness became more and more blurred.

It didn't matter as long as she was alive.

Whether it was poison or memory loss medicine, he had no regrets.

The blazing light illuminated the surroundings.

Exposing everything without escape.

Chris took off his night vision goggles and held a gun against Otis's temple.

Urging, "Say it quickly! Haven't you realized the situation yet? Your people are all under control!"

Joyce finally saw everything around her clearly. She glared at Otis angrily, wanting to kill for the first time in her life. For the first time, she held a gun in her hand and forcibly resisted not shooting. At this moment, she wished she could personally shoot Otis into a sieve.

Otis also took off his night vision goggles with a calm look. "Do you really think I believe you will let my plane take off? Without a backhand, do I dare to surrender? You're right, the medicine was indeed developed internally by the warlord. But there will be no more. The entire research team was killed by me. In this world, I only know where the antidote is, haha."

He even pressed his head closer to Chris's gun and said, "Come on, blow me up with one shot. Count this account and see who wins in the end!"

"You!" Chris trembled with anger.

Joyce suddenly felt dark in front of her eyes. She stumbled back several steps in a row.

The research team was actually killed by Otis. No wonder Cecelia had been looking for the whereabouts of the research team for so long but couldn't find it. I thought Otis secretly hid them somewhere, but now they were all dead. It turned out to be like this.

No wonder Otis was unscrupulous.

He actually left such a hand.

Even if the warlord re-recruited talents, without knowing the formula of the antidote, it would take years to develop it. Could Luther wait?

"What medicine did you give him?" She roared angrily.

Otis shook his head, "I don't know, Joyce, you're lucky. Originally, I wanted to give you this medicine so that you would follow me all the time. Unfortunately, someone was willing to take it for you, and I couldn't help it. Look, Mr. Warner cares about you deeply. Even I was touched."

Chris kicked Otis in the chest in anger, with anger nowhere to vent.

One of Otis's ribs broke, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out.

However, he was still smiling, and the fresh blood on his lips made his smile more hideous and terrifying. "If you have the ability to kill me, let Luther bury me. Haha."

Joyce was completely desperate. Her legs softened and she almost knelt to the ground. From the corner of her eye, she saw Luther leaning against the big tree and sliding down.

She was shocked and hurried over to him.

She hugged him in her arms, calling out, "What's wrong with you? Wake up."

She shook Luther and gently patted his cheeks, "Can you hear me talking?"

Luther opened his eyes with difficulty, stretched out a bloody hand, and stroked her cheek. "I'm fine... just... a little tired..."

He was weak, lacking the usual vigor, which amplified Joyce's fear to the extreme. She gripped his hand tightly, unable to stop trembling.

In the light of the searchlight, she finally saw clearly that his abdomen was gushing blood.

It turned out that he was stabbed in the abdomen. He didn't bandage it and insisted on dealing with Otis until just now.

I don't know how much blood was lost.

"Bang!" Her mind went blank and she couldn't think at all.

Blood, so much blood.

Her lips were pale, and her hands remained in front of him, not knowing what to do. When Justin was injured, she still had the sanity to bandage, but seeing Luther injured, she had completely lost her mind and didn't know what to do, only panic and at a loss.