Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 290

Karl was now leading a large group of people in a carpet search through the mountains.

Gradually, it became so dark that they couldn't see their fingers.

This time, he brought with him special police. They were fully equipped, and they were elites from the police force with extraordinary ability. They had all turned on high-powered flashlights, and the surrounding was illuminated as bright as day.

Karl heard several gunshots coming from the mountains not far away, and his heart suddenly tightened, knowing that they must have been under attack. Judging from the source of the sound, they were very close.

"Everyone, get loaded and we are having a Level 1 emergency! We are now going to the location of the gunshots!"

Karl gave an order and everyone quickly ran and rushed in the direction of the gunfire.

On the other side, one of the thugs asked the masked man, "Boss, they jumped down, what should we do? Do we still have to chase them?"

"We could not even see what was down there, and it's impossible for us to go around the foot of the mountain at night. How are we going to chase them? I don't think they could survive!" Another thug shook his head. It seemed they would just have to give up this time.

"No matter, your mission has been accomplished."

Ricky laughed coldly, and his laughter was eerie, and the whistling leaves were making the night even more gruesome than ever...

Several thugs shuddered. The target disappeared, and their mission was completed? They found it hard to understand their boss's words.

Ricky's hearing was sharp, and he had heard that not far away, a large search party was approaching.

The reason why he stopped chasing Joyce was that he had just strapped a time bomb to Joyce's body, and the bomb would explode in an hour. They both fell off the cliff, and even if they didn't die, it was too late to replace a professional bomb disposal expert to defuse the time bomb.

So, no matter what, Joyce would be dead and now he did not have to worry about her at all.

Now, the thing left for him to worry about... was the idiots in front of him.

Just sure enough, some of these idiots would be caught by the police later.

And if anyone of them opened their mouth, the police would follow the trace and get to him.

Only the dead would not talk.

A flash of bloodthirst crossed Ricky's eyes, and suddenly he pulled out a dagger. With a quick strike, in only a split second, his dagger had sliced across the throats of the two.

He was ruthless and decisive and never hesitated. The two did not even have time to grunt and fell straight down.

It was too dark, and before the other thugs could realize what happened, it was too late.

One by one, they were all killed by Ricky slitting their throats. None of them were spared.

How could this gang of thugs know, whether their mission was completed or not, what was awaiting them was just death.

Ricky wasted no time cleaning the dagger and putting it away.

Although this operation was not really perfect.

His original plan had failed - he wanted to kill Joyce and then make everyone believe she was just kidnapped and killed by Georgia. Fortunately, he still achieved the same result in the end.

He had killed everyone who was involved in this operation. No one would leave alive, and the police could not replace anything about him in any case.

Ricky judged by the sound that the police were about to arrive.

The strong incandescent light shot directly into the sky. He hurriedly took an inconspicuous path, dodged into the mountains, and retreated in the opposite direction. Before the police arrived, he had disappeared without a trace.

When Karl arrived, it was only a mess that he saw and the smell of blood was thick all around.

He was stunned. They had hurried all the way, but still, they were late.