Wayne had no intention of leaving Arnold alive. He chose the best of fighters that day. No matter how skillful Arnold was, he couldnât defeat them alone.
Some of the blood landed on Josie as the fight continued. Arnoldâs muscles were pumping with blood, and his eyes were red-rimmed. Though he was injured, he finally defeated the second round of people.
Nevertheless, another group swarmed up, not giving him any opportunity to rest at all.
âIf you hand me in, you can still survive this!â Josie yelled.
âIf I do that, youâll die!â
Right at that moment, a thick stick crashed into his back. A thud was heard, but whether it was from Arnoldâs bones or the stick was unclear. He let out a grunt and kneeled on the floor with one knee as blood leaked from his mouth.
Fear gripped Josieâs heart tightly. She couldnât hold herself back anymore; she took a black gun from her waist, loaded it up skillfully, and shot the attacker in the thighs.
âBang!â
âTaking advantage of his preoccupation, how sneaky!â
Mr. Vipera was surprised to see Josie taking action. âThat girl actually has a gun!â
Meanwhile, Wayne arched his eyebrows as he murmured, âInteresting.â
Right after the shot, Josieâs hands started trembling vigorously. She had never fired a shot before. This was the first time, and it managed to hit the target.
âArnold, Iâve told you before-this woman will be the death of you. Now that she doesnât follow the rules, donât blame me for being ruthless,â Wayne announced loudly.
With that, the bodyguards took out guns and aimed at them.
Arnold got back to his feet arduously and blocked Josie behind him. He held her hand and forced her to put down the gun.
The bodyguards had been working for Arnold. They were hesitating, determining whether they were really going to shoot him.
âWhat are you waiting for? If you shoot right now, Wayne will make sure you live a prosperous life. With that, Arnold wiped the blood from his lips.
âMr. Carterâ¦â They exchanged glances with each other and put the guns away. Once again, they swarmed over to him and decided they would use their fists instead.
Arnold tried to defend himself with all his might, but after a few more rounds, he had completely exhausted himself. With one knee kneeling on the floor, he was surrounded on all corners.
Finally, Wayne raised his hands, signaling the rest to stop.
Josie quickly walked to Arnold and took a protective stance. âAre you alright?â
Wayne got closer and looked at them from above.
Mr. Dalton, canât you let her go?â
Wayne crouched and took the gun from Josieâs hands. He looked at it and said, âThis gun has a good range but with less recoil. Itâs very suitable for women. Judging from the model, I assume Dexter from Wavery gave it to you. Is that right?â
Josieâs body trembled in the rain, but she glared at him without replying.
When he was playing around with the gun, she noticed a light scar around his wrist that couldnât be faked.
âYouâre a smart woman, knowing I canât touch you if you have Arnold on your side.â Wayne chuckled coldly and turned to Arnold. âArnold, I told you she would be your downfall sooner or later.â
Arnold held his wound where the blood was pouring out from. âSheâs still Dexterâs wife. If anything happens to her, itâs going to cause huge trouble.â
His words seemed to hit Wayneâs weak spot. Wayne took the gun with a darkened expression and instructed. âSend them to Southlink first.â
A few bodyguards walked forward and lifted Arnold away while Josie followed behind them.