Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 969

The scar-faced man shivered. This time, he almost scratched Crystal's neck. She took a deep breath and slowly clenched her fingers into a fist. She really couldn't stand this stupid mercenary anymore.

On the other side, Antony laughed and said, "Why don't you take action? Are you afraid?"

The scar-faced man swallowed hard. "...Nonsense! How can I be afraid?"

He thought that he could escape using the two hostages, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't care about the lives of ordinary people at all. For a moment, he stepped back and forth, gritting his teeth, and said,"... We can have a peaceful talk. We don't have any direct conflict with your country. We're just borrowing the way. You chased us like mad dogs for two days. It won't do you any good."

He licked his lips and continued, "Brother, how about this? We can get two million commission after this mission. As long as you turn a blind eye to this and let us go today, I am willing to give you 30% of the commission. What do you say?" Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He could easily get 600,000 dollars. Not a lot of people could resist such a deal. However, Antony snorted, and there was more or less ridicule in his laughter. The scar faced man became angry from embarrassment. "What are you laughing at?"

Others might not know, but Crystal knew very well that Antony did not intend to deliberately mock the scar-faced man. It was just a little ridiculous to use 600,000 dollars to negotiate with the Third Young Master of the Evans family.

Third Young Master had been living a luxurious life since he was a child. He enjoyed the top wealth of Hallbury. It was a bit ridiculous for others to mention 600,000 dollars to him, but the scar-faced man had a look of "you got a big bargain" on his face.

"It's nothing." Antony said, "I was just thinking that with so many of my colleagues here, 600,000 dollars wouldn't be enough."

Hearing that there was a chance, the scar-faced man hurriedly said,"... 800,000 dollars, how about that?! You can't ask for more, otherwise, our trip here will be in vain."

Antony smiled and waved his hand in the air. After about two seconds, the scar-faced man realized that it was an order that they could shoot. However, when he realized it, the bullet had already passed through the void and came with the golden sun, instantly piercing the scar-faced man's heart.

Crystal only felt that the big guy behind her twitched, and then fell to the ground with a bang. In an instant, the mercenaries burst into an uproar. After all, they were in a dangerous situation, but their boss was shot by someone now.

Natalie quickly pulled Crystal's hand and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to escape now? I didn't think Antony was smart two years ago, but now it seems like he's quite smart..."

Crystal said, "We should run as soon as we find a chance to."

She was not ready to deal with Antony now.

Natalie nodded. There was already a melee over there. The sounds of guns were everywhere, startling a large group of birds. Natalie took Crystal to sneak out of the crowd. As soon as they reached a slope, they were suddenly stopped by someone with a cold firearm on the back. The man's voice was gentle. "Don't move."

"..." The two of them stopped in their tracks. Natalie tilted her head and silently said,"... That sniper."

Crystal sighed softly and put on a kind and innocent expression. "We're just passers-by."

The man poked Crystal's back with his gun. "Turn around."

Crystal closed her eyes and slowly turned around. She saw two men in combat uniforms.

The one standing a little further away was relatively thin and carried an A-scale sniper rifle on his shoulder. The pure black color added a bit of death to this kind of terrible thermal weapon.