Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1766

Chapter 1766: improvisation was now the new strategy

"It’s... torture time!"

The moment those words left Penny’s mouth, she got to work fast. Shawn stood nearby, watching as she tended to Brad’s wounds with the speed of a medical-grade hurricane.

Despite how it sounded, "torture time" wasn’t a joke.

She was treating Brad, but she wasn’t using any anesthesia or pain relievers. If anything, she’d occasionally jab at his wounds and giggle just enough to make him groan and slip in and out of consciousness.

"Don’t kill them."

Penny suddenly stopped and looked back at Shawn, wiggling her brows meaningfully.

"Just knock them out," she added. "I don’t want to crash. We might need their expertise."

"Uh..." Shawn cleared his throat and nodded. "I’ll be back."

"Mhm."

With that, Penny resumed her rather unorthodox treatment of Brad. Shawn, meanwhile, stood there for a moment, staring at her back. He exhaled, turned around, and slapped himself hard.

’That’s right,’ he told himself. ’We have to do this. We have to make it happen — I can’t fail her this time.’

Because if they didn’t, there might not be a next time.

With that steeling thought, Shawn marched toward the cockpit to confront the pilots. There were two inside, but that shouldn’t be a problem.

He picked up Brad’s rifle on the way and approached the cockpit.

The pilots still had their headsets on, muttering into their mics. Shawn waited until he was sure they were no longer on a live call. Then, he tapped one of them on the shoulder.

square in the nose. He reeled

"Ugh—!"

second pilot turned, startled, only to freeze as the barrel of the rifle pressed

now," Shawn growled.

pilot stared at him through his visor, then glanced at his injured co-pilot. In the next second, he reached for a nearby button to raise an emergency alarm to alert the people who need to know

But alas —

BANG!

slammed the butt of the rifle into his jaw,

shoved the hot barrel of

me repeat myself." He panted, his eyes burning. "This is

even try to resist. Shawn reached for the release latch and unstrapped the

Out. Now!"

of his seat, bleeding on the floor as

out," Shawn ordered, motioning to the

of the cockpit. Blood smeared the floor as he went. He didn’t say a word—he didn’t need

Because they knew.

fire if they

tonight, Shawn wasn’t so

them, he wouldn’t have bothered with all this. But she had. And Shawn... couldn’t bring himself to

dragged his partner toward Penny’s

"Get down! Now!"

the floor. But when he looked up, he

him head to toe in gauze—even his mouth and one

stared at the two new arrivals. One

I

"Not yet. But he’s bleeding

gasped louder, scooping up the medical kit and rushing to

keep you alive!" she promised, tearing open his clothing around the

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