Revenge After Death

Chapter 639

"Why aren't you running, sweetheart? Are you still processing what's going on?" Hector asked when he saw that I wasn't running.

I looked at him before turning to Quinton. "Are you planning to let us run around before killing us?" Quinton was cleaning his rifle while leaning against the car. He wasn't in a hurry to start killing as he saw himself as the hunter. This vast and barren desolated area was his hunting ground.

"We'll start shooting if you're not planning to run." Hector chuckled while loading his rifle.

"What's the point of killing us directly? She's injured. Give us some time for us to get away," I said nervously, trying to negotiate. I looked like I was afraid but was trying to keep my composure.

Quinton smiled as he looked at me, as if thinking that I was interesting. "Give them some time to get away.

I tore my dress and used the cloth to bandage the woman's leg wound. She lost her strength to cry or scream from pain, yet her survival instinct drove her to stand up. She hobbled along as I helped her to get

away.

"Thank you." She endured the pain to thank me. Perhaps her adrenaline was momentarily helping her not to feel the immense pain.

"There's a pit over there. Go hide there and don't come out no matter what you hear." I hid the injured woman in the large pit before running in the opposite direction on my own.

The women all fled in different directions out of fear. Behind them, the men drove around while laughing maniacally. They were pursuing the women while mocking them, yet they were not in a hurry to kill.

surrounded by their cars. They mocked me with their movements and the swirling dust, firing shots just to scare me. It was as if they were cats toying with a mouse,

surrounded by their cars. We couldn't escape with eight of their

Once the cars stopped, several of them got out with

out in fear. The one who gave me an apple was trembling as she

looked at the men.

Hector said while smiling. His rifle was pointed at me. "Tell me, who among the seven

a deep breath

if you refuse to answer," he said, intimidating the

screamed as they crouched down. Someone pointed at the woman behind me. "It's Maya! Maya is the

earlier, was forcibly dragged

the prettiest apart from her?" he

own lives, the women all

pushed into the car while the men started their killing game

women.

my might, angrily glaring at

at me and asked while crying, "What should we do,

the driver's seat. "What should we do? Of

for leaving the car with us. Even the