The gunfire outside was incessant and reverberating.
The cold wind blew over the smell of gunpowder which filled the air.
Yvette’s face turned pale with fright. She lost her wits.
She did not want to die from getting shot by stray bullets.
Sean blocked her behind him so that she was within safe range.
Yvette had no idea that the danger would come so suddenly.
She also did not know that people could die so silently.
Those teenagers she saw standing guard with guns just a second ago became corpses on the ground. They would never get up again.
She followed Sean in shock.
Tate ran to the front to open a path for them, but Mr. Cash’s siege was well-planned. He wanted to trap Sean from all sides and confront him head-on.
Sean knew that Mr. Cash had such courage because this was at the behest of the old master.
‘Hah… But so what?’ Sean thought.
He could only get to where he was in this line of business not because he was benevolent, righteous, and moral.
That was all bullsh*t!
Sean took a gun and fired indiscriminately. Many people fell under his muzzle, but he looked indifferent.
Tate, who was in front of him, watched his surroundings vigilantly. They were leaning against a thick pillar in the living room.
Yvette shrank in the corner, shivering.
She looked at the back of Sean’s head and heard bullets flying by her ears.
Yvette thought, ‘If I pushed Sean out, he would probably get hit by a bullet, right? Then it’ll all be over once he’s dead!’
That way, she would not have to bother to collect evidence or wait for their trade apprehensively.
Everything would be fine as long as Sean was dead.
As she thought about it, she wanted to retract her hands that were held in his palm.
However, when she moved, Sean noticed it.
He tightened his grip and looked back at her.
“Yvie, don’t be scared. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
After speaking, he continued to hold the pistol.
Yvette looked at him seriously. For some reason, her vision suddenly blurred.
Tate’s eyes flickered. He looked behind Yvette and said, “Be careful! Watch the back…”
Just as he finished speaking, gunshots were fired.
What followed was Yvette’s terrified scream.
Tate did not expect that at that moment, the bullet that was supposed to hit Yvette landed on Sean.
At this moment, Sean protected Yvette with his body. The wound on his shoulder was oozing dark red blood.
Tate’s expression became complicated for a moment.
The next second, Tres barged in with three times as many people as Mr. Cash brought, and the situation turned around in an instant.
Mr. Cash’s people were forced to retreat outside the living room.
Sean also relaxed in an instant.
The bullet pierced his shoulder blade, making him look pale and weak.
Yvette slowly left his arms and stared blankly at this scene.
Her eyes were red from fear.
Sean smiled and wiped her tears.
“It’s okay. Don’t be scared. It doesn’t hurt.”
Yvette stared at him dumbfoundedly for a few seconds and lowered her eyes without making a sound.
Her tears fell on his hands. Although Sean was in pain, he thought it was worth it.
Everything he owed Yvette was paid off because he blocked this shot for her.
With Tate’s support, Sean stood up and walked outside.
Mr. Cash came out of the car in embarrassment and hid behind the car door.
“Sean, you ingrate! Have you forgotten how the old master treated you? Sean, I’m your senior! If you dare to touch me, you’re making an enemy of the old master, so you’d better weigh your options carefully!”
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