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

Chapter 1806: Struggle in the Shadow

"Are those kids?!"

Slater’s eyes dilated, catching sight of some women, but mostly children, inside. It seemed all of them were sedated, as they were sleeping in various positions. A few were awake, but they just stared up at him, their dark eye bags and barely evident life a stark contrast.

Slater instinctively moved the lantern for a better look, but just as he did, a small hand suddenly grabbed him. With her tiny arm, she was able to reach out.

"Please, no more." Suddenly, a gaunt face pressed against the metal bars. "My little sister can’t breathe anymore—please, get us out of here!"

Slater’s eyes widened, staring at the child’s gaunt face, one eye badly bruised.

"Hey!" one of the guards yelled, marching forward. "This kid really—"

As the guard moved closer, the little girl kept muttering to Slater, not letting him go. Before Slater could say anything, a baton struck the child’s arm.

"Ah!" Her yelp faded as the baton also hit the metal bar, producing a sharp metallic noise. She quickly drew her hand inside, holding her arm, her eyes fixed on the man who had struck her.

The man hissed once more, clicking his tongue irritably. However, he didn’t bother with her anymore as he faced Slater.

"You—aren’t you listening?!" he raised his voice, annoyed. "I told you to keep your distance!"

Slater gulped, his eyes discreetly falling to the little girl.

the man. At the same

scowled. "You done? If so,

man stepped aside and gestured for him to walk away first. He glanced at the cells over his shoulder before he started

second guard who was standing beside him,

you doing?" asked the first guard.

breathed out, slowly turning around to face them. "I forgot to tell

his throat as he studied the two men. After a deep breath, a smile that

something

those words rolled out of his tongue, he quickly grabbed the rifle slung across the man’s body and pushed it up, hitting him right under the chin. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked

Meanwhile, the one who was hit under the chin had his head cocked back. However, the latter didn’t fall because Slater was holding

floor with a sharp clack. That very second, the lights inside instantly died, leaving nothing but the sparks from the rifle

BANG! BANG! BANG!

it. In the blink of

faint light coming from the open door. In it, Slater and the man’s

struggle, but all they could do was watch Slater’s and the other man’s shadows from their vantage point. Some, who

of consciousness forced their eyes to open just to see if help had finally come. A few moved—crawled to the metal bar just to see. But Slater and the man were in a blind spot for all

next second, all they heard was a

on the men’s shadows, watching as one of the bodies went limp in the

stabilized his breathing, he turned around and walked toward the open door. He peeked his head