Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 656

Suddenly, Joyce's eyes widened and she reached out to block the light from Karl's phone. Under the bridge, it was already pretty dark. The bright light from the cell phone would cause a certain contrast and

might easily expose them.

She heard an unusual movement.

Although it was a little far away, she just clearly heard the sound of a heavy weapon hitting the ground. A heavy weapon. Ricky was carrying a heavy weapon. She immediately understood how dangerous their situation was and she subconsciously pressed her hand on the gun handle. Of course, she also knew that with a mere pistol, she could not be a match with Ricky, who was holding a heavy weapon. Karl also felt something, too.

He retrieved his phone, held his breath and listened carefully.

Damn, Ricky must have found his way here. He was not surprised though. Ricky was a former mercenary, and it was just expected that he would follow their traces.

Karl looked around and he found a broken mat, a discarded quilt, and some plastic bags.

He covered Victor up with these things and Joyce immediately understood his intention and even helped him do cover up. He must be trying to make it look like just a pile of garbage. "We have to draw him away." Karl whispered.

He did not let Joyce stay alone, because if Joyce stayed in the bridge cave with Victor, then they would only be an even larger target, and would be more easily discovered by Ricky. Her and Victor's lives would be in danger at any time.

Although it was not less dangerous to move with him, he didn't have much of a choice.

"Good." Joyce covered Victor up carefully and left him enough room for breath. From the outside, it could not be noticed easily. She was still worried and wondered if Victor would make it until the SWAT squad arrived to rescue him.

Her heart was filled with grave guilt.

Originally, these were her personal grudges, but she got Karl involved, and now Victor's life was in danger.

Now, Karl was pulling Joyce behind him and he wanted to sneak away along the other side of the broken bridge.

They hid in a low bush and watched for Ricky's next move.

Finally, Ricky showed up, and he was very cunning to use a variety of obstacles to hide himself and prevent getting shot by Joyce.

Not far away, Ricky was about to approach the other side of the broken bridge.

If Ricky found Victor, they had already known what the consequences could be...

Karl decisively tightened his grip on Joyce's wrist, suddenly got up and ran away, thus making enough noise for Ricky to hear.

Ricky reacted almost immediately. He stopped on the track towards the broken bridge, flung his gun directly towards the direction of the grass where the sound had come from, and fired without hesitation. He used the best silenced machine gun this time, powerful and extremely deadly.

Joyce listened to the sound of the gun to determine the direction of the bullet and pulled Karl all the way to dodge the bullets in time.

Immediately afterwards, they ran wildly all the way to an alley.

There was an old car parked inside the alley. Obviously, it was not used often.

Karl went up, took a wire out of his pocket, inserted it into the lock hole a few times, and quickly opened the door.

Joyce bent down and flashed into the car.

Karl also got into the driver's seat, where he quickly disassembled the starter and tried to get the engine started.

"Hurry up," Joyce mumbled, looking up anxiously from time to time. She curved her own body and pressed Karl down as well. She tried her best to keep their bodies well hidden. With her angle in the car, she simply could not shoot as well as she normally did.

Ricky was approaching slowly and suddenly, his hawk-like eyes swept over to the old car Joyce and Karl were in.

He concealed himself well and his lips curled into an evil smile.

Karl, Joyce, you would have to die together today!

Immediately afterwards, he raised his gun and shot straight at them.

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