The Playboy’s Downfall novel Chapter 104

“HOW CAN we get rid of them?” Isla asked as she glanced once again at the back.

Zero stepped on the gas a speed the car swiftly.

Instead of answering, he asked, “What do you think, baby?”

Isla frowned a little bit; a thumping knocked her heart. “You need to find a deserted place or an open area.”

“No people…” Zero smiled.

“Don’t tell me they will fire at us?” she asked. Curiosity evaded her system as excitement jolted her chest.

She saw how Zero crept a smirk on his lips. “Aren’t you getting nervous, baby?” he asked, and he drifted to the left, entering the left highway, which is bound to the mountains.

“A little,” she replied.

Zero let out a soft chuckle as he glanced into the side mirror once again. “Damn,” he cursed, making Isla frown and glance at the back.

Soon as he darted her gaze at the foes, her eyes widened in awe. “Gun!” she exclaimed. “Faster, Zero,” she commanded.

Zero let out a chuckle again. “If we’re gonna entertain those, you’ll be late for school,” he said.

Isla frowned. “I don’t care. Besides, I excel in every subject. One absence is not a big deal,” she replied proudly.

“That’s my girl,” Zero uttered. “Now, get my gun below your seat,” he demanded.

Isla frowned but then leaned down and looked for the gun.

“There’s a drawer in there,” he said.

Isla then groped for the drawer, and she gasped when she pulled it. Inside was a black gun.

“That was Magnum. One of the high-powered guns. Can you use it?” Zero breaks the abrupt silence.

Isla grabbed it gently. She gasped when it felt heavy. However, the excitement inside her every time she held a gun lingered.

She smirked. “Of course,” she replied.

“Great,” Zero smiled, “Now, you just need to shoot the car tires,” he added.

Isla nodded and got into her serious mode. “You need to slow us down. Our distance is quite far from them,” she said.

“Duck!” Zero blurted when the enemies on the backfired at them.

Isla cursed inside her head. “She could feel the excitement, but the fact that they may get killed resided.

“Slow it down,” she said as she unlocked the car door. “Next time, use your bulletproof car,” she added.

She opened the door and moved to the left when someone shot in that direction.

“Careful!” Zero shouted.

“Copy,” she smiled and waited for the enemies to reload. She gritted her teeth while waiting, eager to shoot their tires.

“Just the front tires and we’re good,” Zero said, making her nod.

She took a deep breath and sighed before she cocked the gun.

The enemies stopped firing at their means to say they needed to reload, but Isla knew that not all of them reload their guns, so she needed to be cautious.

She took a peek, slightly, bending her body on the seat, and aimed for the car’s right tire in the back right corner.

She shot, but she missed making her curse.

“You can do it, baby. One more,” Zero cheered amidst their situation.

She fired another bullet, and this time she hit it. Afterward, they heard a screech—a sign that the car slows down.

She swiftly gets up and closes the door when the enemies fire at them once again.

Zero stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

“One down,” Zero counted, “one more to get rid of,” he added.

Isla smiled. “Guess I need more practice. I lost the first shot.”

Zero let out a soft chuckle as he drifted his car to the left. “You’re great, baby. And you’re making me fall into you deeply.”

Isla frowned and cursed aloud when their foes fired their bullets in their direction.

“Can you pick the situation while saying those words,” she uttered and rolled her eyes. “Shit!” she cursed again when the enemies shot at them. “We need to get rid of the last one, Zero,” she added.

Zero smiled. “Yes, boss,” he replied, getting amazed with Isla. Who would’ve thought that his girl was as fierce as the goddess of war, Athena?

Isla is different. She’s smart, and unlike other girls, she’s fierce and a fighter.

He saw how Isla leaned backward as she opened the door. She fired the gun—and he couldn’t help but let his eyes turn into a heart shape while he took a glimpse at her.

That gun that she was holding is heavy—even he could feel that, but for Isla, it seems like it was just a plushie, which is light and soft.

He got back to his senses when he heard the slam of the car door.

He glanced at her.

“Mission Accomplished,” Isla reported and let out a smile. She clicked the safety pin of the gun, pulled the drawer below her seat, and put back the gun inside.