Revenge After Death

"Stephie... Don't be scared," Steven consoled me softly.

He deliberately crashed into a mercenary, colliding with a local in the process.

The leader of the mercenaries rushed to him angrily and then pointed his gun at Steven.

"Don't shoot!" I said in a panic.

We were all resistant. Their guns were pointed at us.

Discussion broke out among the locals. They were speaking in a language that we didn't understand, but it was evident that they were used to seeing armed mercenaries.

With his hands in the air, Steven slowly walked back and obediently got into the car with us.

In the car, we all curled up in the back seat. Our hands were on our heads.

Steven shot me a look, then he secretly took out the phone that he stole from the local passerby whom he collided with.

Eason gave Steven a thumbs-up, and Zion nodded at Steven too.

We were in a foreign country, which meant reporting this to the police would do us no good...

He could only send out our GPS location and wait patiently for the right timing.

During the ride, the leader of the mercenaries answered a call. When the car stopped, he started comparing us to his phone screen. "This, this."

The man pointed at Steven and I. Then, we were dragged out of the car.

the phone to

Michael questioned

in a foreign land. Nobody cared about

hit Michael

important. There's a police officer among them.

his subordinates to release Zion

frowned and gazed warily at the

are you taking

none of your business. If you want to live, get

at Zion,

a hard

to shut up. Did he want to

stopped in his

avoid me with

gaze and made.

SW

needed treatment, so they had to

at me

were safe... Steven

and he smiled in

people tied our hands up and made us

where the human

agreement, but his grip on my hand

the mercenary that was guarding us

The car