Chapter 290

Karl was now leading a large group of people in a carpet search

through the mountains.

Gradually, it became so dark that they couldn't see their fingers.

This time, he brought with him special police. They were fully equipped,

and they were elites from the police force with extraordinary ability.

They had all turned on high-powered flashlights, and the surrounding

was illuminated as bright as day.

Karl heard several gunshots coming from the mountains not far away,

and his heart suddenly tightened, knowing that they must have been

under attack. Judging from the source of the sound, they were very

close.

"Everyone, get loaded and we are having a Level 1 emergency! We are

now going to the location of the gunshots!"

Karl gave an order and everyone quickly ran and rushed in the direction

of the gunfire.

On the other side, one of the thugs asked the masked man, "Boss, they

jumped down, what should we do? Do we still have to chase them?"

"We could not even see what was down there, and it's impossible for us

to go around the foot of the mountain at night. How are we going to

chase them? I don’t think they could survive!" Another thug shook his

head. It seemed they would just have to give up this time.

"No matter, your mission has been accomplished.”

Ricky laughed coldly, and his laughter was eerie, and the whistling

leaves were making the night even more gruesome than ever...

Several thugs shuddered. The target disappeared, and their mission

was completed? They found it hard to understand their boss's words.

Ricky's hearing was sharp, and he had heard that not far away, a large

search party was approaching.

The reason why he stopped chasing Joyce was that he had just

strapped a time bomb to Joyce's body, and the bomb would explode in

an hour. They both fell off the cliff, and even if they didn't die, it was too

late to find a professional bomb disposal expert to defuse the time

bomb.

So, no matter what, Joyce would be dead and now he did not have to

worry about her at all.

Now, the thing left for him to worry about ... was the idiots in front of

him.

Just sure enough, some of these idiots would be caught by the police

later.

And if anyone of them opened their mouth, the police would follow the

trace and get to him.

Only the dead would not talk.

A flash of bloodthirst crossed Ricky's eyes, and suddenly he pulled out

a dagger. With a quick strike, in only a split second, his dagger had

sliced across the throats of the two.

He was ruthless and decisive and never hesitated. The two did not

even have time to grunt and fell straight down.

It was too dark, and before the other thugs could realize what

happened, it was too late.

One by one, they were all killed by Ricky slitting their throats. None of

them were spared.

How could this gang of thugs know, whether their mission was

completed or not, what was awaiting them was just death.

Ricky wasted no time cleaning the dagger and putting it away.

Although this operation was not really perfect.

His original plan had failed — he wanted to kill Joyce and then make

everyone believe she was just kidnapped and killed by Georgia.

Fortunately, he still achieved the same result in the end.

He had killed everyone who was involved in this operation. No one

would leave alive, and the police could not find anything about him in

any case.

Ricky judged by the sound that the police were about to arrive.

The strong incandescent light shot directly into the sky. He hurriedly

took an inconspicuous path, dodged into the mountains, and retreated

in the opposite direction. Before the police arrived, he had disappeared

without a trace.

When Karl arrived, it was only a mess that he saw and the smell of

blood was thick all around.

He was stunned. They had hurried all the way, but still, they were late.