Winson’s POV
“Say it.”
“The people in the car are all gone.”
The car stopped at a remote seaside.
Several people came forward, and one of them reported, “we found a house in front of us. The child said that this morning , he saw several people tied one man to a boat and went to the other side.”
“it’s that island. Our people are transferring yacht here.”
I looked at the lonely island in the distance with burning eyes.
Every minute and second wasted here would put Bran’s life in danger.
I climbed up a high stone and looked around. Then I saw the fishermen’s house they mentioned.
There was no fishing boat by the sea, but a motorboat was parked.
I jumped off the stone and ran over there quickly.
Because there was something wrong with the boat, it couldn’t carry people.
I said to Philip who was chasing after me, “I’ll go first. The yacht will come later. Bring more people to the island.”
Philip said anxiously, “I’ll go first.”
“I’ll go.”
Then I left.
When I approached the island, i saw two small boats parked there, in which there was Bran’s school uniform.
Here it was.
The island is not big. The only building I can see is an abandoned factory with a height of dozens of meters.
There were people on the terrace at the top of the project.
They tied Bran up and hung him out of the balcony.
The sea wind and waves are so strong that I can’t hear what they are talking about.
But I can clearly see the fear on Bran’s face and the abnormal smiles on those people’s faces.
I climbed the iron spiral stairs nearby.
As soon as they reached the top, they were found by the sentries.
A group of people quickly surrounded me. The leader said wickedly, “you can also find it here. You are really something.”
Seeing me, Bran was less scared and exclaimed, “Winson.”
I looked at him and comforted him, “Bran, don’t be afraid.”
“I don’t know who hired you to do this. How much money did the other party give you? I’ll double it. As long as you give me Bran, my money can be transferred to each of you in ten minutes.”
“Well,” the man sneered, ” we also have our rules. Don’t fucking buy us off in this way. You want Bran, right?”
He walked to the man who was carrying the rope, pulled the rope and threw it to me. “Here you are.”
The moment the rope was loosened, Bran fell down quickly and screamed, “ah…”
I jumped forward and grabbed the end of the rope.
I tried my best to pull Bran back to the fence.
Bran looked at him and knew that there was a fracture in my left hand.
He said in a hurry, “Winson, leave me alone.
The leader laughed, “since you want to die with him, I’ll help you.”
The leader took a step back and made a gesture, “beat him to death.”
They punched and kicked at me.
I held the rope tightly and endured all this.
fists rained down on my face and body.
I can’t let go of him. Once I let go of him, Bran will die.
Tears welled up in Bran’s eyes and rolled down his cheeks. “Winson, let go of me. If it goes on like this, you will die, too. Winson…”
As long as I delay for a long time, my people will definitely be able to save Bran.
I will send Bran back to Natasha even if I die.
I got a heavy kick on my head and lost my mind. The rope in my hand loosened a little feebly, but when Bran fell, I grabbed it again.
My body was so weak that I was dragged forward by Bran.
When I slid to the edge of the fence, I hit it hard and sobered up a little. I turned around and firmly supported the fence with my feet.
There is only one belief in my mind that I can’t let go even if I die.
The leader of the group stepped forward, grabbed the rope and said to his men, “all right, tie him up. When the money arrives, clean up the scene and retreat.”
These people worked hard for money, so as long as the money was not paid, Bran would be fine.
Standing next to the man who took the lead, a follower asked in a low voice, “brother, didn’t they say that they wanted Winson and Murphy’s family to die? Now that we have caught Winson, won’t they give us more money?”
The people behind them actually want us two families to die?
In previous life, the death of Sasha, and even mother’s car accident all were blamed to Murphy.
I found that in my previous life, the two families had been harmonious at the beginning, but then we turned against each other. It was someone who set up a chess game
Wendy… Maybe she is the youngest one among the opponents.
And I was the other one that had been used!
In this life, the enemy had tried to harm Sasha again and again, but was stopped by Natasha and him. Sasha survived, but many tracks had changed.
So… The enemy’s ultimate goal was not changed, but the target of their action was changed. It was the Murphy family.
That was why Bran was attacked.
Thinking of this, I just feel creepy.
Who is it?
The phone of the man who took the lead rang. He quickly picked it up and said, “have you paid the bill? Okay, I have a good news. We have kidnapped Winson. Do you want to…”
The man suddenly stopped, as if he was interrupted by someone on the other side.
But I couldn’t hear what he said.
The man in black quickly hung up the phone.
“Brother, there are two yachts on the sea. They are approaching us quickly.”
The leader looked at me coldly. “You are lucky.”
After saying that, he winked at the man who was pulling the Bran rope and said, “send him off.”
The man answered and immediately loosened the rope in his hand.
Bran fell down and let out a scream of fear.
All of a sudden, I felt a sharp pain and exclaimed, “no…”
Natasha’s pov
When I arrived at the hospital, my anxious father was pacing back and forth in front of the operating room, uneasy.
While my mother was hiding at the door of the operating room, with a sad face. The tears on her face had never dried.
Edmend was also there. He was standing by the wall. It was rare for him to show a serious look, as if he was very worried.
I rushed to my father and held Murphy’s hand tightly. “Dad, what’s going on? What’s wrong with Bran now? Is it serious?”
“Natasha… Your brother?”
On the other side, Edmend came over and said, “Bran was thrown down from the terrace of the tall building. Fortunately, he was blocked by a nearby tree, so he didn’t die on the spot. But… Judging from the amount of blood that Bran has suffered, his condition is not optimistic.”
Terrified, I leaned my back against the wall and mumbled unconsciously, “how could this be…”
In previous life, nothing had happened at this time. Why did it happen in this life?
What’s wrong?
With a serious look on her face, Edmend said, “Winson was also present at that time. He was seriously injured and now he is receiving treatment. It seems that his condition is not very good.”
Winson?
It was him again!
Why did Bran’s pain have to be related to him every life.
Why did you get innocent Bran into trouble.
Why didn’t he die!
Bran, please, please. I beg you to live.
I really can’t lose you this life.