A loud noise echoed in the parking lot.

The terrifying impact instantly made Lyndall Long lose his balance, and his head hit the car window glass.

The window glass burst into countless dense patterns, similar to cobwebs.

Lyndall also felt his head bursting out suddenly.

Strong dizziness made him feel as if the sky and the earth were spinning.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the car hitting the side.

Inside the car, there was also a killer wearing a clown mask.

The only difference was that the clown mask of the murder carrying the gun was smiling, while the clown mask of the killer inside the car has his mouth bent down, as if he was crying.

Very soon, scarlet blood came out from the top of his head and slid across his eyes, blurring his vision.

His nasal cavity was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood.

The murder beside his car, even after the crash, he still never didn't let go of the accelerator, and thick plumes of smoke were billowing from the front of the car. He still wanted to push violently Lyndall's BMW x7 against the load-bearing pillar.

The threat of death was oncoming.

Lyndall shook his heavy head vigorously, and the blood pouring out from the wound on his head also splashed into the car.

Even now, his eyes were lagging for a while and quickly restored their cold expression.

Boom!

He stepped on violently the gas pedal with his right foot.

The BMW X7 looked like a beast, the tires rubbed dense smoke on the ground and rushed forward similar to the movement of a catapult.

The tremendous friction completely deformed the BMW X7, which was hit violently on its side.

Even because of the variation of the angle, the killer's car front was launched as a catapult together with the BMW x7, and it crashed against its rear, making the BMW X7 shake violently for an instant. Fortunately, Lyndall clenched the steering wheel with his both hands and controlled the car on time. With the same speed of a lightening, he rushed out of the parking lot.

"Oh, shit!", the killer scolded harshly inside the car.

The car door was opened, and the killer wearing the smiling clown mask sat on the front passenger seat, and he complained.

"Could we prepare a better car next time we have to perform a mission?".

"Do you think anyone could fight like a beast in this desperate situation?", replied the crying clown, and at the same time he swiftly drove the car away from the parking lot.

It was 9am.

Willy Parker finally returned to the hotel, but he looked a little impatient.

Under Lyndall's request, he invited Jack again.

But it was Mr. Ward that he met, and the only difference was that he told him what Jack had said.

That did not made him feel comfortable, but more annoyed.

Lyndall was at least the underground king, when did he become so degrading?

'Jack, you are really amazing, but do you know that also my boss is a hero in a city?'

At the same time, Willy was upset and he also complained about Lyndall's decision.

It was clear that that new invitation made him show warm feelings but meet with cold rebuke!

It was just that, when Willy took the elevator to the 13th floor, a noisy sound came into his ears as soon as he got out of the elevator.

Willy felt refreshed. He raised his eyes and saw a room outside, where a multitude of people gathered together were gesticulating.

"That is...the boss' room?"

Willy suddenly got nervous, and he rushed out of the crowd with vigorous strides.

As soon as he saw clearly the situation in the room, he looked so angered that his eyes seemed about to pop out, hand his heart was up his throat instantly. Something bad happened!

Willy didn't dare to breathe a word and he went away from the crowd quietly, walking towards the elevator.

Along the way, he could clearly notice marked bullet holes, which made his heart speed up and his blood pump through the veins.

The bullet holes made him imagine what happened to Lyndall!

But it also made him extremely frightened, like if he fell into an ice cave.

"My boss, my boss, I'm sure he's ok!"

When he entered into the elevator, Willy's face was already deathly pale, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

He hurriedly took out his cellphone and prepared to call people in Lyndall's city and ask them for help.

But as soon as he saw the screen of his mobile phone, there was like a "buzz" sounded in his head, and he was about to stagger and fall into the elevator.

To Willy's astonishment, on the phone's screen there was the text message that Lyndall sent to him when he was in danger.

The content was so simple that anyone in the world could have understood its meaning.

ISOSI

Urgent help!

Slap!

Willy slapped his face angrily, his eyes flushed.

When he visited Jack to invite him, in order to appear serious and avoid being criticized, he specially set up the phone in silent mode, just because he was afraid to be disturbed by the phone's sound while talking with Mr. Ward and Jack.

After getting Mr.Ward's reply, he was upset all the way, and when he returned to the hotel, he forgot to restore the phone mode.

Just because his negligence, he missed Lyndall's help message.

Suddenly, chagrin and self-blame mixed together.Content rights belong to .

The mobile phone showed the time when the message was sent, which was nearly one hour ago.

What happened during this hour?

How was Lyndall?

There was no blood on Willy's face, and he couldn't imagine it at all.

His breath became rapid.

His neck was brawny.

His body couldn't stop trembling.

However, as Lyndall's number one trusted aide, who followed him for many years, Willy already developed a superhuman character.

At that moment, his capacity to maintain his rationality made him realize that the help message was sent nearly one hour ago, if he just asked for help from LD city, the time difference would have been even bigger.

He didn't know Lyndall's current situation, but he knew that the longer time dragged on, the more likely Lyndall would die.

Even if it was the one hour he was carelessly negligent, he didn't dare to be sure about whether he was safe or in danger.

"I can't wait more!", Willy said, looking resolutely.

Click!

The elevator door opened.

Willy rushed out of the elevator and left the hotel running wildly, then he took a taxi going straight to LJ Hospital.

In that city, in that critical moment, the only person he could think about was Jack!

Although Jack's avoidance attitude made him feel very upset.

The second time he saw Mr. Ward, who told him those words on behalf of Jack, made him sure that Lyndall and Jack were not totally incompatible.

"Maybe...maybe... if I ask for help, will Jack help me?"

"For the sake of Lyndall, I would do anything, even kneeling down to Jack and ask him for help!"

This was the idea that Willy had in mind.

LJ Hospital.

In the ward, the thick curtains were closed down to prevent light to pass through.

Jack was hugging Amber Knight and watching TV.

The jokes performed on the variety show made him and Amber laugh happily.

From time to time, Jack also inserted a piece of fruit with a toothpick to feed Amber.

He already checked the ward several times before, at that time even Mr. Ward and Brent were keeping watch the ward's door. As long as anyone approached, he would get informed, so he didn't worry about exposing the disability of his legs.

Amber looked like a kitten, nestling lazily in Jack's arms, enjoying the hard-won comfort and happiness.

She knew what Jack's goal was.

So she also understood that the current situation was really hard to achieve.

Anyway, Amber had no complaints, she just wanted to cherish the present.

But...

This kind of comfort and happiness came to an abruptly end because of the noisy sound outside the ward.

"It's so noisy outside!", Amber said, her nose wrinkling slightly.

"Wait for me here, I'll be back soon!".

Jack smiled softly. He got up and sat back on the wheelchair, pushing towards the outside of the ward.

Only when he got closer to the ward's door, his face gradually turned serious.

Because he heard that who was making that noise was... Willy.

He already refused him the first time and the second time he made clear his attitude. Now he came again for the third time and he ran until his wife's ward to make such a big noise.

This made Jack's mood stirred up with anger...

So...had Willy failed to appreciate Jack's kindness?