âWinston, surrender and turn yourself in,â Justin said coldly, his expression ice cold.
The mercenaries burst into laughter. Justinâs breath was weakening, and he could no longer spare the
energy to argue. At this moment, he could even hear the sound of his own blood gurgling from his
wounded left shoulder.
âSure, Mr. Salvador. Iâm right in front of you. Come and arrest me.â Winston tilted his head, his
expression growing sinister. âBut do you have the strength left? Donât you need to deal with the bullet
lodged in your shoulder?â
Justin clenched his teeth, but his expression remained stoic.
âIf we delay any longer, your left arm will be crippled. Donât blame me for not reminding you.â
Before Winston could say anything more, Justin suddenly raised his hand and aimed the black muzzle
straight at him! The mercenaries swiftly raised their guns in response, all targeting Justin.
The two sides were on the verge of a shootout.
Although Justin was alone, he remained calm in the face of danger. His cold and domineering stance
exuded overwhelming pressure, and these mercenaries dared not take him lightly.
Winston was surprised as he raised his eyebrows. He had not anticipated that Justin would dare point
a gun at him in this situation. âIt seems Iâve been overthinking. Mr. Salvador, you donât even care about
your life. Why would you care about an arm?â
âI will pull the trigger at the final moment of my death.â Justin was numb from pain, but his grip on the
gun remained steady. âWith my precision in marksmanship, I believe this bullet will blow your head
apart. You can give it a try if you donât believe me.â
Winston clenched his teeth, and his expression turned fierce. He had previously investigated Justin
when he was working undercover for the Salvador family.
Justin was not a man to be trifled with. He graduated from military school with outstanding
achievements and was a decorated veteran in the peacekeeping forces. The fact that he managed to
hold out until now confirmed his exceptional marksmanship. He had not missed a single shot!
âHey, Mr. Salvador, my life is worthless, but yours is invaluable. Are you willing to trade one life for
another? Besides, wouldnât Ms.
Thompson be devastated if something happened to you? Are you going to make her a young widow at
such an early stage?â
Justin was overwhelmed with heartache when he thought about
Bella. He had a deep love for her and wished to be by her side not only in this life, but also in the
afterlife. He couldnât bear to die when he hadnât loved her enough, but seeking revenge on Winston and
making him pay his debt with blood was an entirely different issue.
At this moment, one of his men whispered to Winston in the local dialect, âThe boss has ordered us to
capture this guy and kill him immediately!â
âExactly. With so many of us and so many weapons, canât we handle him? Even if his aim is accurate,
can he be faster than us? I donât believe it!â
Winstonâs eyes glinted with menace. âDamn it! Of course, you dare to say this since youâre not the one
who wants to kill!â
âBrothers, do you want to get rich and retire early?â
The mercenaries nodded eagerly.
âThen letâs capture him alive tonight. This guy is the son of the richest man in Savrow. Once we catch
him as a hostage, we can demand billions of dollars from his father. His father will happily pay to save
his sonâs life!â
âBillions?â The mercenariesâ eyes lit up with greedy anticipation.
Although Justin couldnât understand their language, he could discern something from their expressions.
At least for now, it seemed like
Winston did not intend to take his life.