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Chapter 440

Chapter 440 Go to Hell

Fortunately, I saw Stanley after a short while. There were quite a few police officers standing at the foot of the mountain, presumably from the border area, and some were brought over by them.

Stanley saw Walter injured, approached him, noticed we were being pursued from behind, and swiftly carried Walter towards the foot of the mountain.

He was a police officer, naturally his physical strength was hundreds of times better than mine.

The border politics were peculiar, and with the arrival of quite a few police officers, Ezra's people caught up. Seeing so many people, they dared not act rashly.

Ezra and her father Warren also rushed over, but seeing the number of police officers present, Warren, the old fox, hardly said anything before he left.

Knowing they wouldn't dare to act recklessly, Stanley placed Walter next to Elliott's body, turned back to Ezra and said, "You can try taking one more step forward."

Ezra didn't speak, instead he looked at me and said, "Tabatha, come back with me."

At that moment, my mind was filled with Walter's injury. Hearing his voice, I looked at him coldly and said, "Go back? Go back where? I am going back, but not with you. I am going back to my country, my home."

"Scum. I've killed you." Geraldine said grimly, raising her gun to shoot

at me. Fortunately, Ezra reacted quickly and knocked the gun out of her hand.

"Have you gone mad?" Geraldine roared at him, her eyes red with anger, "You promised me, you were supposed to kill her today, to avenge me, Daniel, don't forget."

Ezra's face darkened, he said coldly, "Kill her, and neither of us will be able to leave today. Haven't you seen all these police officers? Do you really want to become a fugitive?" "Hmph!" Geraldine snorted, feeling disgruntled.

Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Ezra, for some unknown reason, took out the remote control in his hand and looked at me from a distance, saying, "Tabatha, I'll say it again, come back with me. 1. Isuddenly thou

Seeing the remote in his hand, I suddenly thought of Elliott. Ezra had said that he had strapped explosives to Elliott. After Elliott's death, I never had the chance to confirm whether what Ezra said was true or

not.

At that moment, I was closest to Elliott. My gaze fell on his stiff body, catching sight of a square-shaped bulge at his waist. My heart skipped a beat. Ezra, he really did...

"Tabatha, I'm counting to three..." Ezra's urgent voice rang out.

Afraid that he would really press the detonator, I abruptly stood up and said, "I'll go back with you."

"Tabatha!"

"Ms. Conner!"

The former was Walter, the latter was Staniey

I glanced sideways at Walter, who was full of confusion. An indescribable feeling surged in my heart. He pursed his lips, his dark eyes filled with doubt. Then, for some unknown reason, he suddenly turned his gaze to Elliott's corpse.

I didn't know what he had discovered, if anything. Ezra was pushing me hard, so I had no choice but to pick up my pace and head towards him. Seeing this, Geraldine, who was standing next to him, suddenly turned cold. Almost before I had taken a step, she snatched the controller from Ezra's hand.

He roared at me coldly, "Tabatha, go to hell!"

Watching her press the button directly, I froze, realizing what she was about to do, and cried out in heart-wrenching despair, "No!"

"Bang!"

The shouts were drowned out by the explosion. I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, my body collapsing to the ground. I felt as if all my internal organs were painfully shaken, the massive impact causing me to fall heavily to the ground.

It took me a while to recover, ignoring the pain in my body, I suddenly realized that it was Walter who had shielded me, taking most of the damage. I hurriedly turned to look at Walter, who was still lying beside

me.

"Walter." Seeing the vast burn on his back, I broke out in a cold sweat, my heart aching unbearably.

Walter shifted his body, glancing at me sideways, his voice hoarse, "Are you okay?" An explosion occurred, and both of us were enveloped in dust, in a state of utter disarray.

I shook my head, wanting to open my mouth to ask about his situation.

Seeing him glaring with bloodshot eyes at Elliott, who had already been blown to pieces, even though he was controlling himself very well, his whole body still started to shake uncontrollably, out of anger and pain.

I held his hand tightly, not knowing how to speak. He had been

searching for his relatives for ten years, and he hadn't even seen them for the last time. Now, he couldn't even take away their bodies. Killing

is heart-wrenching, how cruel Ezra was!