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.

sweetly, slapping the

relief, they just shook their heads. Why? Because Penny’s face was

ride with a drunk Penny

BANG!

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

Penny yelled, unfazed by the rifle before her. When they hadn’t

muttered in irritation, and Shawn, at this point, automatically grabbed the handle. He pressed his body into

trying to catch up to them. How the hell

its exhaust. Those who had taken shelter under the truck’s body jolted as

crawled out, but it

driving, and he could only ball up his body in

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

fear when the truck 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

driver seemed to have

"RUN!!!"

from both forces rang out as they sensed the 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!

engine. In a snap, the truck started driving, heading straight to

man hissed, jogging

your allies!" one of her men shouted,

couldn’t outrun it, shouted, "Shoot

But to no avail.

just started shooting the tires, their bullets missed. On top of that, those who were shooting from the side were taken down

end, all they saw were bodies flying or rolling under their

it cracked with a sickening crunch than the gunfire. And for a second, everyone just stopped. Holding their breath, they eyed the