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.

be punched square in the nose. He reeled back, hands

"Ugh—!"

freeze as

now," Shawn growled. "Get

his injured co-pilot. In the next second, he reached for a nearby button to raise an emergency alarm to

But alas —

BANG!

out as a bullet tore through his arm. Before he could scream, Shawn slammed the

Shawn shoved the hot barrel of the rifle in the other

panted, his eyes

nose bleeding freely, raised both hands. He didn’t even try to resist. Shawn reached for the release latch and unstrapped the

Out. Now!" Shawn

his seat, bleeding on the

out," Shawn ordered, motioning

obeyed, dragging his partner out of the cockpit. Blood smeared the floor as he went. He didn’t say a word—he didn’t need

Because they knew.

They would open fire if they had

Shawn wasn’t

them, he wouldn’t have bothered with

rifle aimed at them as the pilot dragged his partner toward Penny’s area. Once they cleared of the cockpit, Shawn

"Get down! Now!"

bleeding pilot to the floor. But when he looked up,

looked like a half-dead mummy. Penny had wrapped him head to toe in gauze—even his mouth and

at the two new arrivals. One was

dead?!" she gasped, eyes wide with disbelief. "Shawn! I told you not to kill them! Want to go to

panted. "Not yet. But he’s

scooping up the medical kit and rushing to the

alive!" she promised, tearing open his clothing around the wound. "Hold still—if you don’t want to

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