Rustle... rustle...

The footsteps were steady and deliberate in the forest. The movement of the killers wasn't fast but each step could be clearly heard which made Lyndall feel that he was slowly cast into the depths of hell. "Finally... you can't hide anymore, can you?" The smiling clown sniggered, "You must have bled dry after hiding for so long. I must give it to you. You are the strongest among those I had killed." "Be careful, don't let him get away again." The crying clown reminded solemnly.

Lyndall was overwhelmed by hopelessness. He could see that the two killer's flashlight was shining towards the log which he was hiding in. Fear raged within him.

There was no way that he could make a run for it. Lyndall was feeling hopeless, desperate but was also furious. If it wasn't for the poisonous snake in his mouth, he might have a chance of surviving this!

Crunch... crunch...

Lyndall began to chew furiously. He could even feel that as he chewed, his top and bottom teeth began to come in contact. But he didn't stop. Then, he started to feel around and his right hand managed to feel a branch. It must have fallen not too long ago as it was firm and hard.

Waiting for death! Lyndall never came to this. Even in the face of impending death, he would make sure that he drew blood from the attacker.

Rustle... rustle... The footsteps became closer.

Lyndall continued to chew on the snake as his right hand grabbed the branch tightly. He would slug it out as long as there was a breath in him. This was his belief. This was also the fighting spirit that took Lyndall so far through these years.

The lights were getting nearer and the intensity started to hurt his eyes. The two killers were getting nearer. Lyndall could even start to make out the legs of the killers when he squinted to look. There were almost on top of him!

Then, kaboom! Another loud explosion rocked the forest scaring off all the birds into the air. The two startled killers turned to look towards the direction of the explosion. It was the same direction as the first explosion and likewise, the fire shot towards the sky.

"Now!" Lyndall's eyes raged wildly. He was like a beast lunging at his prey. His weak body erupted with strength and dashed out of the log. His hands grabbed on the poisonous snake and yanked.

Rip! Fresh blood splattered into the air. The severed snake was thrown towards the two killers.

At the same time, the two killers turned and ducked when the snake hit their masks.

Lyndall knew his limits and didn't stay around to fight but ran like a ferocious beast into the darkness.

Escape! He ran like his life really depended on it! As long as he ran, he could buy more time and his hope for survival would increase. He wasn't sure if the two explosions indicated that his saviors had arrived. But as long as there was a change, anything was possible.

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After running several meters, gunshots started to ring out behind him. Bullets zinged past him. Lyndall didn't even think of dodging the bullets. In reality, it was practically impossible to dodge a bullet. Those who could dodge a bullet were prepared for it.

As Lyndall was running, the only thing that he could do was to vary his path, thereby making him unpredictable. As long as the killers couldn't aim, then the bullets won't hit him! But then.

Thud! Fresh blood erupted from his right leg. Lyndall grunted as the intense pain radiated through his body. He almost collapsed onto the ground but he clenched his teeth, stood up, and continued to stagger away.

"Damn it, damn it!" The smiling clown stomped his feet and cussed. The pistol on this right hand was smothering. He said with worry, "Perhaps we should break off? It must be his people coming to save him." "Break off, your ass!" The crying clown berated him and the two of them continued their pursuit.

An extremely weak person who was on the brink of death could never escape from two experienced killers. Putting aside the terrain, accident, and Lyndall's strong instinct for survival, this should have been a simple assassination for the two of them! But they had been on the pursuit since noon till now!

At that moment, the lights were flashing around in the forest.

The people of the Hughes family office lined up orderly ten meters apart as they moved deep into the forest. This was a virgin forest and the terrain was rough making their progress difficult. But as they progressed, they easily found the tracks left by Lyndall and the others.

If Lyndall and the killers had entered the forest normally, then it could be very difficult to pick up their tracks. But Lyndall was escaping while the killers were pursuing him. In that process, a lot of branches were broken and it was easy to find pick up their trail.

On the other side.

Jack leaned onto Brent's back and went into the forest together. Mr. Ward also followed quietly as he scanned the surroundings with his flashlight. Willy was horrified as he ran and stumbled through the forest with his flashlight. His face was also bleeding from being scratched by the thorns and thistles. He looked very desperate and worried for Lyndall.

"Young Master, the chances of us finding Lyndall like this is almost zero." Mr. Ward frowned as he said solemnly.

He brought dozens of men from the local Hughes office to search the hill forest but it was an impossible task. Now they were only at a small sector of the hillside forest! Jack leaned onto Brent's back and grinned.

"He is an intelligent man. Even if he didn't know that we are here to save him, after hearing the two explosions and if he is still alive, he would find a way to get to us."

"But, will it be in time?" Mr. Ward's expression darkened. He really wanted to ask if what they were doing is effective. To him, what they were doing was a futile effort. He wanted to say this but held back his words.

"Brent, what do you think?" Jack asked.

Brent calmly replied, "Do our best while the heavens decide his fate." It was clear that Brent also thought that Lyndall's chances of survival were close to nothing.☐☐☐☐☐