Chapter 672

Chapter 672

The planks paved on the last 50 meters of the suspension bridge had been deliberately removed,

leaving only four iron chains that connected the two mountains.

"What's wrong?” Although Patrick could not see the environment in front of him, he also noticed

that something didn't seem quite right.

“The planks in front had been removed by Rafael.”

The people behind them were shocked.

They immediately cursed, “That bastard again!”

They had always been taken advantage of by Rafael. He escaped last time. It must be Rafael again

who had set the trap.

“Do you want the Scepter?”

Patrick looked straight ahead. He couldn't see clearly, but he was sure that Rafael was right in front

of him. Patrick easily guessed his motive and asked directly.

Rafael was indeed standing on the other side of the suspension bridge. This bridge connected the

barren land to the huge mountain.

“The Scepter is of no use to me. Let us cross the bridge safely, we'll give you the Scepter.”

Patrick held up the Scepter, which was tightly wrapped in a black coarse cloth.

“It seems that I should have negotiated with you in the beginning.”

Rafael looked at the Scepter he wanted and answered in a brisk tone.

Christina was not willing to give in to such a despicable person. But the plank of the suspension

bridge had been removed by Rafael, and there was nothing else she could do.

In an instant, the flat prairie under their feet turned into a chain suspension bridge swaying in the

wind. The originally dark evening turned into the daytime. Charles and the others were stupefied.

Their bodies were shaking and their teeth were chattering with fear.

Last In line was the member who had been bitten in the leg by the big carp, clutching a walking

stick. He could not see anything clearly at first and was leisurely walking forward. But all of a

sudden, he saw the steep drop below and trembled in horror. Fortunately, the person behind him

supported him, or he would have fallen into the abyss

Everyone softened up and did not dare to move a single step. For a second, there was nothing to be

heard but

the moan of the strong wind.

Charles swallowed unconsciously, not daring to look down.

Even seasoned veterans like Gary also broke out in a cold sweat. They didn't expect that Christina

had led them to pass over such a dangerous suspension bridge, where there was a turbulent river

below.

Luckily, they were all professionals. After a temporary panic, they quickly regained their senses.

These people were well coordinated. They formed two queues and grabbed the chains on the left

and right sides respectively. Although the current situation was dangerous, it was safer to see clearly

than to march blindly. There was no plank on the last 50 meters of the suspension bridge, but they

could step on the iron chains and move over bit by bit.

Patrick, who had been heading the procession, now brought up the rear. He wanted to make sure all

his friends, for whom he felt a real brotherly affection, safely pass over.

“Be careful.” When Christina passed him, she couldn't help but remind him anxiously.

Christina nodded at Patrick, holding the upper iron chain tightly with both hands. She trembled as

she stepped on the lower chain and moved forward step by step.

“Christina, my little sister, I haven't seen you for a while. You've become tanned again.” Rafael stood

on the other side of the river, waiting for his loot.

“Earl has reminded you not to come. You're not supposed to be here.” A mocking smile spread

slowly across his face that looked the same as Derek's. “You really are a Strozzi, born to enjoy

playing with fire.”

Christina tried hard to control her temper. God, why did she have such a creepy brother?

She took the last step away from the chain and set foot on the stable land.

Patrick followed closely behind her. Rafael stared at the thing in Patrick's right hand. Patrick kept his

promise and threw it at Rafael.

Rafael reached out and grabbed it. With a hint of a smile, he said, “This Scepter belongs to me.

Christina, back down from your intentions to interfere in anything on the island, or I will make you

die the death of a dog.” The corners of Rafael’s mouth curved up in a grim smile.

“Let's go!”

Patrick did not look at Rafael, as if he did not care about the Scepter at all. He took Christina's hand

and hurried to the mountain

Gary and the others were very reluctant and glared at Rafael fiercely, but they did not come to

blows. They just left with Patrick immediately.

The Scepter was taken away!

Rafael didn't stop them. First, he was used to acting alone, so he didn’t have much chance of

winning against so many people by himself. Secondly, he knew that Patrick always got things done

in a decisive and efficient manner. He did not plan to make things difficult for him. Plus, their

journey here was perilous, so they would definitely face more trouble later and have to resign to

their fate.

The bridge connected the two mountains. The slopes on the swamp side were relatively gentle,

while the mountain on this side was steep.

To walk out, one could only follow a road downhill round a curve.

It was not appropriate to walk too fast on the loose sandy soil of the mountain. However, Patrick,

who was leading the way ahead, was in a hurry. Christina had to quicken her pace to keep up with

him.

Before Christina could tell Patrick to slow down, an angry curse came from behind... “Damn you!

Earl, don't let them get away.”

It was Rafael's angry roar. Something seemed to have angered him.

Patrick stopped and explained to others with a straight face, “I gave him the leg of the giant

mosquito.”

Gary and Charles were shocked. For a moment, they didn't know what to say. Maybe it was because

Patrick was strict with himself and his image was perfect, no one could believe he would use

underhand tactics.

Rafael also believed in his impeccable manner.

“I told you we'd use that mosquito leg sooner or later.” Christina smiled broadly.

But it was not the right time to rub their hands. The black cat had already rushed over like lightning.

Knowing that Rafael would get there soon, people quickly equipped themselves for battle.

Patrick was calm. “Catch him and let him be our tour guide.”

It seemed that he had already planned that.

Gary and Crabbie were roused to enthusiasm. Yes, Mr. Hopkins never gave in to the enemy so easily.

Rafael had made a grave error in crossing them. They would teach him a lesson by beating him up.

They were prepared and lurked among the sparse trees, waiting for Rafael. “...Help catch the cat.”

Patrick whispered to Christina. He found Earl very difficult to deal with, but Christina could catch it

relatively easily. He guessed that it was because Earl could not hurt the members of the Strozzi

family.

Christina nodded. Everyone was working hard. Of course, she was happy to do her part.

It was not easy to catch that small and agile black cat. Christina put down the rattan net bag on her

back to allow for easier movement.

Just as Earl appeared in a flash, something strange suddenly happened.

According to the order of its owner, Rafel, Earl rushed straight at Patrick. With poisonous claws, it

intended to kill Patrick directly

Patrick knew that the cat was quite formidable, so he quickly dodged and deliberately led Earl to

Christina's side so that she could catch it.

However, Christina did not take any action. There were some things in her net bag that were

moving, and the whole bag was floating in the air because of that. Christina was startled. “What's in

my bag?”

“The Scepter.”

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