The people are starving, and their subordinates are going crazy.
The fine snow falls, sweeping past pairs of eyes. Human instinct is aroused at this moment.
Seeing this, the butler hurriedly pushes Kevin to a place sheltered by the eaves to hide. Kevin frowns, “Hurry and save Landon, Paige…”
He looks ahead, his voice caught in his throat.
Amidst the chaos, Paige walked alone onto the execution platform. A snow-white fox fur coat completely exposed her to the sniper points around her. Bullets kept landing next to her, but she continued walking towards the platform as if she felt nothing.
Like a blooming white plum blossom, no matter how strong the snow, it could not destroy her strength.
Is she crazy?
Kevin’s breathing tightened. Enrico stood on the tall building, his gaze gloomy as he looked at Paige. His thin lips pursed, and he didn’t say a word.
Downstairs, the sound of someone rushing up the stairs could already be heard.
“Master JT, aren’t we leaving?”
A subordinate on the side asked doubtfully.
There were really too many people. Even if some civilians created chaos, the targets of those two families were too clear-they were coming for Master JT.
“Give me the gun,” Enrico said coldly.
His subordinate handed him the gun reluctantly. Enrico ignored the blood on his hands, took the gun and aimed it at Paige’s head.
He didn’t believe that he really had no way to do it…
Paige walked to the execution platform, flashed the dagger in her hand and flew out, cutting the rope above Kelsey.
Kelsey fell instantly. She went up to catch her, but she was exhausted and couldn’t catch her properly, so they both fell to the ground together.
She lifted her cape over Kelsey’s body, lowering her opponent’s body, and a bullet flew past her ear.
“Sister…”
Kelsey looked at her guiltily, her eyes red again, “I messed up…”
“It’s okay,” Paige whispered, pulling her up, “find somewhere to hide. As long as you’re safe, save as many people as you can.”
“You look terrible,” Kelsey said, looking at her with concern. There was not a trace of color left in Paige’s face.
“Go,” Paige said, patting her on the shoulder. She stood up again, her steps faltering slightly.
Amidst the hail of bullets, she lifted her eyes to look at the window, just catching Enrico’s gaze.
The muzzle of the gun in Enrico’s hand was pointed right at her, his eyes cold.
When she looked over, Enrico’s hand froze.
Suddenly, Paige smiled, her smile pale as if it would collapse the next second.
She didn’t even dodge, as if she expected him not to fire the bullet, or as if she didn’t care if he fired or not?
She withdrew her gaze and rescued Nick and the other four.
Nick fell to the ground, his arm grazed by the bullet and losing a lot of blood.
He let out a gasp of pain, and a soft hand reached out. Paige knelt in front of him and used a handkerchief to bind his wound. She said indifferently, “If Enrico and I don’t survive today, you take care of Gabriel for us.”
“Huh?”
Nick was a little confused. He was going to take care of her child for her? How could someone like him possibly be trusted by her?
“Go.” After finishing binding the handkerchief, Paige gave him a nudge and pushed him towards the wall not far away.
Nick walked forward a little dazed, and saw Kelsey rescuing people with Beinice and the others. They were really rescuing people, injured civilians, their two injured subordinates, and even the JT people they had shot down…
Paige turned around, her back to Enrico’s gun, and continued rescuing people.
She rescued a skinny old man from the stampede. She helped the old man sit down by the side, and the old man was so cold and hungry that he was shivering.
Paige took off her fox fur coat and covered the old man with it, then continued to save people.
She was doing what she had become accustomed to doing over the past few days.
She had become numb to saving people, and it had become a complete instinct.
“Ugh-”
A low groan of pain came from somewhere.
Paige turned her head and saw Brangelina hugging her arm, which was covered in blood.
She walked over to support Brangelina and took her to the side to rest, then she was about to leave again when Brangelina grabbed her hand, “Paige…”
Brangelina felt a pang of pain for Paige and wanted to say something comforting, but she couldn’t find the words.
In the past few days, she had watched Paige as if she had been drained of all her energy. Her heart’s blood had been sucked out by Enrico and Kevin, the two protagonists of her dreams. She wasn’t sure how much longer the girl could hold on.
“Aunt Brangelina, I still have to save someone,” Paige said with a smile, pulling away from her and turning to leave.
Brangelina’s voice suddenly sounded behind her, “As long as you’re alive, Aunt Brangelina will be alive. I will never go back on my word.”
“…”
Paige’s eyelashes trembled. In the corner of her eye, she could still see that Enrico’s gun had never been put away.
Without looking back, she continued walking forward, continuing to save people, being pushed by the crowd in the direction of Papa Bree.
There weren’t many guns in the city, and the gunfire quickly became more and more sparse.
There were fewer and fewer people to save, and those who were injured or exhausted were exhausted.
Paige numbly rescued people, exhaling white breath between her lips. With the sound of gunfire gone, she just felt an extraordinary silence in her ears, so quiet that she could hear her own long and labored breathing…
A woman sat on the ground crying, her legs crushed under a rickshaw.
Paige walked slowly over, using all her strength to move the cart away, when someone next to her lunged at her.
Her vision swirled, and she could no longer hold herself up, but instead collapsed limply to the ground.
“Bang.” Enrico shot the man who had hit her, and the man screamed as he covered his hand.
Enrico looked at the gun in his hand, his face gradually stiffening. What was wrong with him? Why was this happening?
He looked at Paige, and saw that she had fallen onto the thin layer of snow, not moving at all.
People were walking around her, and Kevin rushed over with concern, almost falling out of his wheelchair. She was still lying there, not moving.
“Bang.”
The gun fell from his hands.
His breathing gradually became slower.
He stared tightly at that figure, his heart beating so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest, his pupils vibrating.
Paige…
Paige…
His thin lips moved, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed the window frame before jumping down. It seemed that he had forgotten something. No, he had forgotten someone…
The one he had truly forgotten was not Hazel.
It had never been Hazel.
Enrico landed on the ground, and people around him shouted, “JT is down! JT is down! Kill JT! 500 gold bars!”
The crowd rushed towards Enrico.
He was oblivious to all this, just staring at the figure on the ground in the distance, walking towards her, stepping in blood.
“Da-da-da-da-da…”
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the sky that he had never heard before.
It got closer and closer, and louder and louder.
The crowd looked up in shock, and saw the sky above darken, and a large number of planes of different sizes flying towards them, and then stopping right above their heads.
“Are those planes?”
“It doesn’t look like it. Do planes have such big rotors?”
“The Westerners are attacking? It’s over.”
Everyone suddenly panicked, and they forgot to run away, just staring up at the sky.
Countless ropes fell from the plane, and a group of heavily armed men slid down the ropes with nimble movements.