Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 673

As Joyce drove along the way, she also felt something was wrong. She seemed to be driving up a slop, and there were more and more turns. Those oddly shaped weathered rocks looked like they had withstood the ravaging erosion of the sea wind for years.

Sure enough, as Franklin said, it should be a cliff ahead.

Those turns and twists were actually helpful when she had to stay out of the shooting range of Ricky.

Only, there seemed to be no way back if she continued to drive ahead.

There was no way out in front, and there were pursuers behind.

She stepped the gas pedal to the floor again and again, holding her jaw with one hand and frowning as she thought about what to do next.

At the same time, she kept scanning her surroundings, looking for a place where she could quickly hide later.

Unfortunately, the surroundings were mostly empty and she hadn't found the boulders Franklin had mentioned.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted and she violently slammed on the brakes – she had exactly reached the end of the road.

Several red warning posts were erected to stop vehicles from continuing forward. At the end was a parking field for large vehicles to turn around.

Joyce finally stopped the car before hitting the warning post. She didn't hesitate for a moment and flew out of the car. As for the cell phones, she had left them all in the car to avoid being located by Ricky. The only thing she carried with her was Karl's gun and the hard drive. She could tell Ricky that it was the hard drive the forensic center had given her.

She bent down and ran as fast as she could. Finally, she climbed up the rocks beside the road and finally hid in the shrubs. For her, dodging was the best option. As long as the police was here, she would then have a chance to survive.

Immediately after she left the car.

She heard the "bang-bang-bang" sound behind her, and the car she was driving was instantly shot into a sieve.

Ricky and the others must have seen her car come within range and didn't hesitate to shoot it.

Joyce took a deep breath and was a little scared. What a group of vicious thugs.

Immediately afterwards she heard a sharp, piercing sound of brakes, and a jumble of crashes. She thought perhaps they were at such a high speed and failed to stop their cars in time and their cars crashed into each other at the end.

Joyce hid in the bushes and began counting. There were about twelve of them getting out of the car one by one.

The collision just now delayed them for some time.

Joyce took this opportunity to continue to run forward. Finally, she saw an open space. There were all sand and gravel on the ground, black and white, coarse and thin.

In front of the open space, there is a stone forest, are some strange-shaped stones, a seat, a clump, there are high and short, gray and black stone peaks and pillars head of the sky, like a reckless black forest.

It should be the place that Franklin was talking about.

She looked back while running quickly forward. Now was the most dangerous time. She must cross the open space in the shortest possible time, and once they caught up with her, with no cover around her, she would certainly die.

Luckily just now she had won some time.

"There she is! Shoot now!" A killer in back had made it through the bushes and spotted Joyce at a glance.

"Bang-bang-bang!" Another round of relentless sweeping shots.

Joyce leapt and dodged behind the nearest boulder. Her heart had leapt to her throat, and behind her, she could even see sparks from the boulder because of their shooting.

That was so close. Fortunately, she got a head start, otherwise she would have been killed.