"Go, now! It's a trap!" Sean Murphy said urgently.
"What?" Dominic Thorne was stunned. 'They've already captured Kenneth Yates. What else could they want?'
Suddenly, a large number of armed troops stormed in, completely encircling them. Meanwhile, they had already lost contact with their own men.
"Damn it!" Dominic Thorne raised his gun, facing them down. But they were heavily outnumbered. The meager strength of just the three of them was likely not enough to fight back. Plus, Kenneth Yates was still in enemy hands.
Seeing this, Kenneth Yates stood up. "Let them go. I'll go with you."
"Heh... That will depend on their fate. Fire!"
As the words fell, a hail of bullets erupted. Dominic Thorne and Ronan Jenkins fought desperately to protect the unarmed Sean Murphy.
"This is between you and me. Don't involve anyone else." Kenneth Yates's gaze remained perfectly calm, showing no trace of tension.
"Are you cold-blooded? Shouldn't you be begging me right about now?"
