Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 378 Keep On Running

Four snipers, guns in hand, had been searching for several hours and were starting to feel the fatigue. Furthermore, the mountain was shrouded in heavy fog. If they couldn't find their target before nightfall, they would be forced to retreat. At that moment, Roger, the person leading abruptly halted.

"What's wrong?" someone asked.

"Look, isn't that the clothes of that woman?"

Several people looked over, and on the grass, a blood-stained white garment was quite conspicuous. It was evidence that Calista was somewhere nearby.

"She's injured and has been running for so long. She must be exhausted by now. Let's split up and search and use this place as our base. We have to find her; otherwise, we won't be able to leave!"

They nodded and promptly took action. Roger pondered for a moment before walking toward the blood-stained fabric.

But suddenly, he tripped over something underfoot. There was a gush of wind, and a branch, bent to its limit, sprung up fiercely. In the fog, a sharpened branch shot straight toward his face.

In a split second, he tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow, but he let out a wail, clutching his left eye.

Even though he managed to dodge in time, the branch still mercilessly gouged out one of his eyes.

It wasn't entirely gouged out, but a deep gash had been slashed across his left eye, leaving it a bloody mess. Roger, with only one good eye left, looked at his blood-soaked hand and let out a heart-wrenching scream that echoed throughout the forest. "Ahh! Calista, I'm going to kill you!"

At that moment, Calista was not far off. Hearing his anguished screams, she let out a somewhat cruel laugh.

"Roger! How are you?"

trickled down through the man's fingers. His hands were trembling, and he was grinding his teeth in extreme pain. Someone quickly brought out medicine to bandage him up, but at that moment, his phone

to answer the call despite his intense pain. On the other end, the anxious voice of

touch a hair on Calista's head. If anything happens to her, you won't receive anything.

he not dodged swiftly, he might have been dead by now. Now he's asking me not to touch a single hair on Calista's head? What kind of sick joke is he making? Not receiving any assurance, Horatio roared again, "Did you hear me? I want Calista! Bring her back

to bring her back to you? In one piece? Dream on! I want her dead! Do you hear

onto the ground. With each shout, he

"Die! Die! Die!"

Roger! Calm down... What do we do

else can we do?

Bearing immense pain, Roger

gouged and was undoubtedly ruined. His current, most burning desire was

subordinate hesitated slightly.

His facial expression contorted, clearly due to the excruciating pain. He was on the verge of completely losing his sanity. "I'll say it

was filled with bloodshot streaks, and the flesh

"I want her dead!"

Calista ran, the broader their search area became. Even if there were thousands of people looking for her, it was still like finding a needle in a haystack. Calista found her vision gradually blurring. She had no choice but to seek a more open space, somewhere with fewer trees. Perhaps

the mountain. The dimness of

who were searching for Calista had yet to find her when they were intercepted by Kallum's men. After