In this intense standoff, tension hangs in the air as Wang swiftly draws his gun and aims it directly at Ethan. Simultaneously, Ethan reaches for his own weapon, mirroring Wang's actions. Wang can't help but feel a shock of surprise ripple through him; he had instructed his guard to search Ethan thoroughly, so how had he managed to sneak a gun in? The two men stand there, guns pointed at each other, a deadly impasse."What would you gain from killing me?" Ethan's voice is steady, though the question is laced with a sense of urgency. Both men are locked in a deadly Mexican standoff, their lives hanging by a thread.Wang's voice drips with cold determination as he responds, "Nothing much, really. You're just meant to be dead after joining the damn NE organization."Ethan's eyes narrow in disbelief. "So, you want to kill me just because I joined the group? Why?" He demands."You will be funding them. For so long, the NE has been unable to carry out their aims because of a lack of funds
"Mr. Wilson, what are you doing?" Derek asks, and adds, "Why do you want to sacrifice him? Are we conducting some kind of ritual here?""He must die," Mr. Wilson insists, his voice unwavering."He knows too much about us, and he might blab about our secrets. But, Derek, you've used him as your errand boy. Isn't it hypocritical to dispose of him like he's nothing?"Mr. Wilson's laughter fills the room as he turns his attention to Ethan."You have quite the confidence, Mighty-E. Don't think I won't kill you.""Please, Mighty-E, don't interfere," Mr. Rex pleads.Ethan is resolute, "I won't leave until you drop that gun. If you kill me, you'll all be hunted down for your ambitions," he warns, fully aware of the stakes.Mr. Wilson can't help but laugh again."Why are you defending him so fiercely?"Derek's response is clear and unwavering, "Because he's human, not a disposable tool." His words carry a powerful message, challenging the dehumanizing actions of their organization and the mora
Ariana's hand trembles as she clutches the gun, its weight almost too much to bear. She looks at it, uncertain and fearful. Ethan, a voice of reason in the turmoil, tells her, "Ariana, you know you can't do that.""Why do you think I'm so stupid? Just like how you fooled all of us for fun?" Ariana cries, her eyes welling with tears. Her accusation pierces through the tense air."Your family did the same to me. They're all predators, hunting anyone weaker for their amusement. I'm just turning the tables," Ethan explains, his voice strangely calm, and then he heads out.Nick challenges her, "Why don't you pull that trigger?""So she can become a murderer?" Sean interjects, his moral compass clear.Amidst the chaos, Cora cries out, "What's going to happen to me now, Father?"Mr. Wilson, unable to bear the situation any longer, groans and retreats into his room. One by one, the others disperse, seeking solace in their own spaces.Max arrives late that night, and Ariana fills him in on the
Chapter 51The sharp report of a gunshot fills the air as a speeding bullet finds its mark in Ethan, who stands resolute despite the hit. Astonishingly, it seems to have no any effect on him, leaving Max baffled and alarmed. Max, readies himself to pull the trigger once more. But before he can do so, another bullet punctures his arm, causing him to stagger. He grits his teeth and makes another attempt to fire, yet once again, an unseen assailant's shot finds its mark, this time piercing through Max's chest.Gasping for breath and with a look of sheer horror, Max's final words are a whispered, "Ariana." His gaze drifts to the ceiling of the dimly lit building, his vision fading, and then everything goes dark as he collapses lifeless.Ethan, struggling to hold back tears, frantically shakes Ariana, desperate for her to remain conscious. Streams of tears flow down his cheeks as he pleads, "I... I'm sorry. I know that everything I've done is unforgivable, but please find it in your h
Chapter 52Sandra enters the scene, seemingly bewildered by the situation at hand. "What are you both doing here?" she mumbles. Ethan signals to Samuel to lower the gun, and Sandra, her curiosity piqued, inquires, "Who is this?" referring to Samuel."I'm a friend of your boyfriend, my name is Samuel," he introduces himself.Sandra immediately corrects the assumption, stating firmly, "Samuel, he is not my boyfriend." She then turns her attention to Mr. Boyd and asks, "What are you going to do with him?""We want to kill him," Ethan says nonchalantly.Sandra's jaw drops in disbelief. "According to the system... but this guy was supposed to die," Ethan explains, displaying the ominous message. He proceeds to question Mr.Boyd, "Why are you killing people?"Mr. Boyd issues a dire warning, "You'd better let me go, or they'll start killing people if I don't give them orders within the next 15 minutes.""Really? Okay, then let's see," Samuel interjects, taking the phone and dialing the se
In a dimly lit room, Derek is tied to a steel chair, his body trembling, and blood flowing from his wounded leg. Felix circles around him before finally demanding, "Tell me everything about Mighty-E."Derek responds , "He's the richest person in the world."Felix's face contorts in anger, and he retorts, "I know that. But where and how did he acquire all that money?"Derek maintains his composure, insisting, "Through honest labor and hard work."Felix can't contain his laughter, which echoes through the room. "Even Bill Gates doesn't have that much money to squander."Derek taunts him, "If you expect me to say something else, you're just wasting your time."Felix's patience wears thin as he presses the gun's muzzle against Derek's thigh, "Now, tell me... where is he getting all that money?"Derek bursts into laughter, saying, "He has a system integrated into his body that grants him trillions."Felix initially chuckles, but then his laughter erupts into an outburst. "What are you sayi
Derek and Anne sit in a dimly lit corner of the old, rundown cafe, their eyes locked in an intense exchange. Derek breaks the silence, a hint of concern in his voice, "How do you turn out like this? The Anne I know would never hurt an innocent soul."Anne's gaze remains unwavering as she responds, "Because that's the only way to survive in this world, Derek."Derek runs a hand through his disheveled hair, a contemplative look on his face, "Let's put a stop to all of this. Let's escape, go somewhere far away, and start afresh."Anne scoffs and she slams her hand on the rickety table before her, "You mean I should abandon my quest for vengeance and run away?"Derek leans in, his eyes pleading with her, "Anne, this isn't running away. It's about starting anew, leaving behind the past's pain and anger."Anne's voice drips with anger, "I must seek revenge for what they did to our parents. Do you have any idea how long I've searched for them? Now I finally know who they are, and you're tell
"Gentle," the terrorist says, and Ethan complies, walking slowly ahead as the terrorist guides him to where the other hostages are. He's made to sit between them. Sandra emerges from her hiding spot, trembling at the sound of another knock on the door. She retreats quickly."Ethan," someone whispers, and it's unmistakably Samuel's voice. Sandra reopens the door, letting out a sigh of relief as Samuel smiles at her. Scorpion and the others follow."Where is Ethan?" Samuel inquires.Sandra proceeds to explain everything that transpired. "So, what's our next move?" Samuel asks."I don't know. Ethan is the mastermind of the plan," she replies.Samuel ponders for a moment. "Let's execute the plan he outlined—divert their attention". "But Ethan is already taken," Sandra interjects."Don't worry; we'll divert them and take them down one by one. Then, we'll disguise ourselves in their clothes," Samuel suggests confidently.Scorpion struggles to stifle a laugh. "So, you want us to eliminate