Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 94: A Willpower

“What happened?” kinara exclaimed as her body slammed forward as the car came to a sudden stop. He looked out of the glass with curiosity. Why are the two cars in front pulled over without a warning. Is there something going on?

“Shut up here!” order Brenda Smith's bodyguard before opening the door and getting out of the car.

Kinara watched until the man disappeared from her sight. He tried to see from inside the car what was going on out there, but his vision was blocked by two bodyguards in the front seat. They were also looking, shifting left and right as if they were observing something.

“Do not come out!”

One of the men in the front seat caught up with his partner, opened the door and walked forward. Kinara grew increasingly anxious, twirling the phone in a hand that still had not received a signal.

It seems like this is really a trap. What am I supposed to do? Come on Nara, think .. think ....

“I'll check things out!” kinara said as she opened the car door.

“Mistress, stay in the car!” exclaim the driver who did not expect Kinara to get out of the car.

“Tetap turn on the machine!” kinara's orders before running forward.

Granny's car is about ten steps away. Kinara took wide steps in order to get there. His forehead creased when he heard the sound of granny's screams from a distance.

“What do you mean by mistake? Where is the coach you're talking about?!” the old woman exclaimed at her assistant who was bowing deeply.

“Sorry, Madam, it's my fault. I'm sloppy. I should have been more thorough. Please forgive me, but Mr. Jack who will train Miss Kinara did send the latest location here.”

Kinara regulated his irregular breathing roar. He approached one of the servants standing nearby and whispered, “What happened?”

The waiter looked only at a glance. “Not your business,” reply then look back to the front.

Kinara's hands were clenched tightly. It was like he was swinging his fist at the face of the foolish girl in front of him. But that frustration only held him in his heart. There was no way he could add to the chaos that already existed. Kinara's sour face instantly changed when he saw the two bodyguards who had been in a car with him crouching down. Looks like they're unloading granny's tires. The girl looked at the frontmost car which was about five meters away. One bodyguard was opening the front hood, two people were checking the rear tire. The rest stood facing the four winds with a semi-automatic pistol in their hands.

“This is too coincidental,” muttered Kinara while circulating his gaze around.

There was only one building resembling a warehouse that seemed to have long been abandoned near the front of the car. The uphill road at the end of there seems to lead to the city border. The wind blew away the dust. The balfouriana pine trees swayed slowly. The situation is too quiet. Not a single animal passed by. That kept Kinara on alert, maximizing all of his five senses.

"Basic stupid! Managing a trivial thing like this is still not a problem!"

Brenda still continued to cuss at her assistant with a face flushed red with anger.

Plaque!

Everyone was fixated when a fairly loud slap sound rang out in the air. Kinara's body bristled at the expression of Brenda Smith's assistant who turned giddy. The girl's hand that had just slapped Brenda's cheek seemed to tremble violently, just like the tremors in her uncontrollable body.

"Aren't you satisfied enough that you're scolding me every day? What I do is never good enough in your eyes."

The girl chuckled softly while walking backwards. "It's time you felt the same way. Stomped and humbled."

"K-ka-you ... you!" exclaim Brenda stammering. He was too shocked to digest what had just happened. In a lifetime, no one had ever dared to hit him like this.

"Based on a despicable girl! How dare you hit me?!" raung Brenda was full of anger, her index finger pointed at the girl as she shouted, “Capture and give the sassy girl a lesson!”

Two guards moved forward. However, just two steps the two people moved forward, sounding a subtle sigh from an undetectable direction. Metal circles at high speed shot through the air.

Bugh!

The bodies of the two bodyguards jolted backwards and fell quite hard onto the ground. Blood seeped from the small circles between their eyebrows. Those two pairs of round eyes displayed expressions that were hard to forget. It was as if they did not realize that their souls had just floated away leaving their bodies loosened in a pitiful position.

The cry of one of the maidservants made all those who were transfixed. The bodyguards immediately toured around Brenda Smith, forming a defensive barricade. The driver and bodyguard of the rear-most car were also scattered to approach their employer. No one cared about Kinara. He turned into a meaningless invisible human being.

“Little Jal*ng Fundamentals! You planned all this?!”

Brenda Smith was still yelling at her assistant from behind the body of her bodyguards, even though her voice was no longer as fierce as it was. He had not yet returned the slap of the crafty girl, making his heart filled with anger and rage.

“Catch that Whore*r! I'll teach him a lesson!” raung Brenda with clenched hands

The girl in the maid uniform with her hair tied in a ponytail chuckled. He had almost reached a building resembling an empty warehouse when everyone was busy protecting Brenda Smith.

“You will all die here,” he said as he flicked a finger.

Soon a humming sound echoed in the air, almost simultaneously with the sound of the engine roar of the vehicle roaring in the distance, the rolling door behind the girl slowly moving open.

“You heard? You're all going to die in–“

Dor's!

“... Uhuk!”

“A-ap ...what .. uhuk! K-why?”

“Master thanks you,” replied the masked man without turning his head. He pointed the long barrel gun in his hand at the head of the servant girl.

Dor's!

The girl's head was broken. Bone fragments mixed with a thick white liquid splashed everywhere. His body was broken with a quarter of the face destroyed. In the next instant, dozens of masked men walked out of the old building. Five trail bikes were speeding up from the back shed, while the dust puff from the distance was getting thicker.

The event took place for no more than a minute. Brenda Smith's bodyguards were glued to her place until the sound of their employer's scream brought back their consciousness. Everyone immediately put on a standby stance.

“Cuzzling!” shouted one of the guards and pressed Brenda Smith's head.

The old woman was trembling. His face pias as if there was no blood flow in his body. He was frozen, unable to move at all.

The sound of a bullet barking left his shell unpretentious in the air. Sharp and threatening.

Kinara took off and kicked her heels in any direction. He lowered his head and rolled over to the bodies of two of Brenda's previous bodyguards. As fast as lightning he took the gun and spare the bullets, then rolled back behind the car. His eyes were half closed as he pointed the muzzle of the weapon at the biker spinning in front there.

Dor's!

One person fell.

Dor's! Dor's!

Two.

Three.

“Cannot win. Their numbers are too many. Shit!” Kinara Ogat. He almost fell to the ground. A bullet rippled right over his head.

Ten men against three dozen troops, however will not succeed ....

The girl looked at the rear-most car that had no problems, then looked at her approaching opponent. It seemed safe, the bodyguards formed a defensive formation quite nicely. He walked squatting, almost creeping towards the car whose door was wide open.

Dsien!

Another bullet shot past his arm, only about ten inches away. Kinara held her breath and crawled into the car. Thankfully, the key still hung in its place. Sweat soaked her dress that had been covered in dust. His knees were sore from the abrasions, probably from rubbing against rocks and pebbles as they rolled and crept earlier. But he ignored all that and breathed in air to fill the lungs.

“If I manage to escape this place, I will hug and kiss Lorie,” Kinara muttered while turning the key child. Were it not for his bodyguard training him to fight and drive a car, all he was doing right now would have been just curling up and crying like a baby.

The sound of the engine overcame the frenetic whirring of bullets. Kinara shifted the clutch and stepped on the gas pedal deeply. The car moved forward towards the crowd of Brenda Smith.

Skiit!

Car tires squeak when the hand brake lever is pulled as hard as it can. The sound of bullets hitting the body of the car made Kinara nervous. Even so, he still opened the car door and shouted at Brenda who was crouching near the legs of her bodyguard.

“Granny, come in?” yelled Kinara as loudly as possible to defeat the sound of the shootout that still occurred.

The old woman looked up with a dazed face.

“Quick!”

Kinara lowered his head while glancing at the rearview mirror above his head at a glance. The dust behind it grew thicker and closer. In a situation like this, even a one-second time lag was precious.

“Granny!” kinara's cry sounded desperate.

Brenda looks too scared to be able to move. Judging from his reaction, it seemed like he had been completely framed by his dead assistant. Fortunately one of the servants who was lying down nearby immediately approached Brenda and pulled her hand to get into the car. They both sit in the back.

“Wear seat belt!” kinara's orders without looking.

The bodies of the three people in the car were jolted when the car returned at top speed. Kinara did not step on the brake pedal even though some people tried to block in front of him. The bodies floated and slammed hard into the asphalt. Some bounced and hit trees on the side of the road.

Kinara really didn't care about any of that. He was driving a bak doormat towards an uphill road that seemed without end. It was impossible to turn around, the enemies would have increased in number and were chasing here.

“Alex ... Lorie, please hurry up,” sigh Kinara while strengthening the handle on the steering wheel of the car. His entire palm was wet.

Oh, my phone ....

The girl realized that she had lost her phone. Hopefully Lorie will quickly read the message and track the last location she sent.

“Granny, stay down!” the Kinara command before pressing the gas pedal to touch the base of the car.

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