324 What If I Die Ryan stood outside the warehouse door, surveying the five men.
As far as he knew, Dylan was the most powerful of them all. He appeared to be the boss, directing several other men to move the boxes. Several of the other men appeared to be junkies and were skinny in a weird way.
Dylan turned to Ryan and asked, âWhatâs taking you so long to use the restroom? Come help us move our stuff. You mentioned earlier that you wanted to empty this warehouse, didnât you?â
Ryan nodded and approached them. Dylan muttered, perplexed, âWhat exactly is going on? Why are you willing to assist us today?â
After carrying a box of stuff, Ryan stood in the back of the van, surveying the contents. He believed the drugs could put them in prison for the rest of their lives.
Then Dylan said to all of them, âTom said weâre going to sell all this s**t before Christmas. Then, weâll make a new vacation batch to sell next year. Think of all the money weâll make, dudes! â
Everyone nodded excitedly and then continued to move the boxes. At the same time, Ryan saw a lot of drug-making tools, such as test tubes and measuring cups in the corner.
While calculating how much money these people could make out of the drugs, he heard Emilyâs voice in his headphones, âWhere are you?â
Ryan had signaled Emily five minutes before, but she had not responded. He assumed that the group had previously blocked all of the signals of the area. (324 What If! Die il âIâm at the warehouse, but there are people in here,â he said quickly, lowering his voice.
âHold on, Iâll be right there,â Emily said right away.
Then Dylan tapped Ryan on the shoulder and asked, âWho are you talking to?â
Ryan immediately began to think, attempting to come up with a plausible explanation for himself. Then he heard someone shout from the bathroom, âAh! Mr. Gilbert is lying in the restroom!â
Ryan shook off Dylanâs hand and stabbed the knife deep into his stomach before Dylan could react. Dylan screamed in pain, then squatted down and covered his stomach. The guys quickly realized Ryan was their enemy and rushed towards him.
One man said, âs**t! We canât let this guy leave here alive.â
Hearing that, all five men pounced at Ryan like crazy.
Ryan was an exceptionally gifted student. But, as Emily pointed out, he was terrible at fighting. As a result, when he saw the group of men approaching him, he immediately searched in his pockets for the powder he had brought with him.
Before leaving, he had taken a small amount of allergy powder from the lab. Although the medicine would not work as quickly, it would cause pain in these peopleâs eyes.
To his surprise, he didnât find it. Then he remembered that he had just is jacket on Mr Gilbert for fear that he would freeze to death in the At that critical moment, he heard several shots from the southeast comer of the warehouse. He then quickly covered his head with his hands and knelt on the ground. 324 What If | Die ol The man who had just hit him was kicked and fell to the ground. Then he struggled and covered his arm in pain.
When Ryan looked up, Emilyâs leather boots were stomping on the manâs face. She appeared to be the actual hero.
Emily turned to him and asked, âRyan, are you okay?â
Ryan shook his head and stood up slowly, holding on to the box next to him. Soon, the two group members pointed guns at the men and Mr. Gilbert and had them crouched in the corner.
âIs everything here?â Emily asked, looking at the paper boxes in the vanâs rear.
âYes, | saw boxes like this the last time | was here,â Ryan replied.
Emily drew her saber and unwrapped a box, but she froze when she realized what was inside. She found that there were a lot of childrenâs watches there.
Ryan frowned, unpacked several more cartons and later flipped them all over, He found that it was all filled with childrenâs watches.
Emily stared at him in disbelief, speechless.
Ryan threw down the box, took up the knife, and headed towards the cowering men in the corner. âWhereâs the stuff?â he said, tightening his grasp on Dylanâs collar.
Dylan asked in surprise, âWhat are you talking about? What is it? â
Ryan slapped him and yelled, âDonât try to fool me! Whereâs the meth?
Dylan was astonished and asked, âWhat? The meth? We would never, ever deal drugs. We are just law-abiding citizens.â
âDamn!â
As Ryan was about to hit him again, Emily stopped him and asked â324 What If | Die wal Dylan, âAre you guys really toy sellers?
Then, why did you run when you saw us just now? Besides, | doubt a toy retailer could afford to rent a warehouse here.â
Joan Groupâs warehouse was located on the cityâs east side and near the city center. The warehouse was quite expensive to rent and was exclusively for the group. They would not have been able to rent such a costly warehouse if it hadnât been for Mr.
Gilbert. Furthermore, no one would store worthless toys in such a warehouse.
Dylan gave Emily a hesitant glance before saying, âI swear to God, young lady, this business is all about toys, if you donât believe me, | can break it and show you.â
Emily nodded her head. However, her instincts told her that something was definitely wrong with these watches.
Dylan then approached the van and then opened a random box. He took a watch from it, unscrewed the back cover, and presented it to Emily and Ryan.
ââ Look, itâs just a regular watch!â he exclaimed Ryan had just neared it when he noticed a glittering light ahead of him. At that critical moment, Emily shoved him aside before he could react.
He was surprised when he heard Emilyâs muted grunt of pain. Despite appearing to be in considerable pain, she took the knife from Dylanâs grip and kicked him to the ground.
Following that, Dylan was shackled by members of their group.
Concerned, Ted asked Emily, âAre you okay?â
Emily nodded her head, but sweat soon dripped from her brow. She clutched her stomach wound tightly. Ryan immediately noticed blood ees bel Fue aire Baan iat ied rides She Udbilie on Ale is | eee ae 324 What If | Die adh hurt!â he shouted in panic.
âEmily!â
Ryan instantly laid Emily on his back and told the other two group members, âOkay, Iâll leave this to you. Thereâs clearly something wrong with this stuff, so please take it to school for testing. Iâm going to take her to the hospital.â
Emily had always been a tough young girl. She felt the bumps on Ryanâs back, chuckled, and said, âDonât worry, Iâm just fine.
Look, | was just stabbed. During my training, Iâve been harmed far worse.â
Ryan gasped, then ran faster and said, âShut up. You were hurt in training because of training, but this time you were hurt because of me. That is not the same thing.â
âRyan, what if | die? â
Ryanâs face quickly became pale, and he asked in a panic, âWhat? You just said you were fine! â
Emilyâs voice was becoming increasingly quiet. She responded, âIâm just kidding, donât worry.â