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

Chapter 1821: RUN!

HONK!!!

Deep lines appeared between everyone’s foreheads, both groups wondering if those honks were from their side. After all, the truck looked like just one of those Nathalie had looted from the mansion.

At the third honk, all they heard next was a sharp yet silent "phew" followed by a thud.

Everyone intuitively turned to where the thud came from, only to see one of Nathalie’s men fall.

"It’s the enemy!" A shout rang out, and everyone drew their weapons, immediately opening fire.

At the same time, the incoming truck rammed through the closed gates. With its speed, it veered to the side, running over a handful of the enemy.

"The truck!" Someone yelled, but the truck drifted around, hitting more of them. The second it stopped, bullets started spewing from the back as the people inside—members of the Shadow Order who were with Penny—began firing at Nathalie’s men.

Angel dragged one man and pulled him to his side. At the same time, someone shot at Angel. The bullet quickly hit the man he’d dragged before Angel shot back.

"Near the truck!" he roared. "Take cover behind it!"

Mark, on the other hand, had just taken down three enemies at once. When he heard Angel, he quickly drew his weapon and shot at the person who was aiming at Angel.

BANG!

Angel turned to him, then to where the rifle was pointed. All he saw was an enemy falling.

"Uh, thanks!" he nodded at Mark, but the latter didn’t speak. Before the two of them could continue, they suddenly heard a very familiar voice.

"Mark~! Devil~!"

"Huh?" Both men perked up and turned to where the sound was coming from, only to see Penny in the truck’s driver’s seat. Her arm rested on the rolled-down window, smiling at them like a playboy about to pick up some ladies.

slapping the outside

was all red, and after

ride with a drunk Penny behind

BANG!

behind the two. His rifle was just inches from Penny’s front, the muzzle on

unfazed by the rifle before her. When they hadn’t moved toward

at this point, automatically grabbed the handle. He pressed

trying to catch up to them. How the hell were they here when, at normal speed, it would have taken

who had taken shelter

the person underneath quickly crawled out, but it

started driving, and he could only ball up his

teeth, his entire body trembling. "No, no,

just moved back and forth at first, but now was spinning—drifting while he was still under it?! Everyone could see him with every spin, but the situation wasn’t

when the driver seemed

"RUN!!!"

danger. A crossfire would give them more chances of surviving, but a truck?! So, it didn’t matter if they were Penny’s allies or

"RUN!!!"

Screech!

still revved its engine. In a snap, the truck started driving, heading straight

one man hissed, jogging

Penny! We’re also here! Don’t kill your allies!" one of her men shouted, sprinting

outrun it, shouted, "Shoot

But to no avail.

the tires, their bullets missed. On top of that, those who were shooting from the side were taken down by members of the Shadow Order. Meanwhile, some who were away from the truck’s

bodies flying or rolling under their tires

of it cracked with a sickening crunch than the gunfire. And for a second, everyone just