Chapter 662

Immediately after, she suddenly pushed him heavily and directly in front

of the pipe.

The wild wind whipped through, lifting her long hair, and her clear voice

was sent along by the wind word by word.

"Karl, you must stay alive. Otherwise, I won't forgive you even after I

am dead!"

With that, she turned around and darted away towards the car.

She got straight into the driver's seat and stepped on the gas pedal

without hesitation. The car sped ahead like an arrow off the string.

"Joyce! Joyce!"

Karl completely panicked. He did not even notice that Joyce had lied to

him and she never planned to hide at all. She left the pistol in the car, in

fact, just to make him believe that she would do as he planned.

Damn! He hurriedly felt his pocket.

Sure enough!

Just now, she secretly returned the storage box to him while holding

him.

Not only that, but she also took his cell phone.

What he taught her, she used all on himself.

She wanted him to wait here for help while she went off to die by

herself.

How could she?

He wanted to chase behind her, but his physical strength was almost

exhausted to the limit. He covered his abdomen, and a burst of pain hit

him. His legs gradually could not support him and he fell to the ground

limply.

Joyce had long driven the car out of his sight.

In front of him, he could see nothing but an empty wilderness.

She left him the evidence, and he understood that she wanted the truth

to come out one day. He used all his remaining strength to hide in the

concrete pipe, and right now, all he could do was wait.

The dizziness came in bursts, and his consciousness gradually

dissipated. He kept pinching himself and telling himself, “You cannot

sleep. You must not fall asleep.”

Not long after. He heard the sound of several cars whirring along the

way.

He knew that it must be Ricky. Judging from the sound, he realized

there should be more than one car. It definitely meant that Ricky had

indeed turned on the tracking system and that Ricky had got more

helps at this time.

Joyce was in danger.

He was so anxious that he only hoped that the police department would

find him as soon as possible, and that the technology department

would fix the positioning system immediately. He just could not wait to

bring more people to save her. What he had to do now was to try his

best to stop the bleeding, stay conscious and keep his strength.

Joyce dialed Franklin's phone number while driving.

"Franklin, Karl is now at the end of the 7th Avenue. There are some

large abandoned concrete pipes in the wilderness, and he is staying in

the thickest one. Take someone to rescue him immediately! He's been

shot. Be quick!"

When she finished, she immediately cut the call without waiting for

Franklin to answer.

Karl had taught her to keep her calls short or she would be located.

She used Karl's cell phone to make the call because she knew that his

cell phones were equipped with anti-wiretap devices.

After the phone call, she heaved a sigh of relief and felt much more at

ease.

No matter what, she could not allow anything to happen to Karl. She

must not drag Karl along with her. No matter what would happen later,

she would face it alone.

She then focused back on the car.

Suddenly, she found another problem.

She was not familiar with the roads in the suburbs, and there was no

navigation in the car. She couldn't turn on her phone for navigation. So,

she had no idea where she was driving to at the moment...