When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 613: The Game Has Just Begun
The man’s gaze narrowed slightly, his expression was utterly cold-blooded. He slammed on the gas pedal, and the car drove forward, stopping squarely in front of Faye Turner.
The car door opened, and two men jumped out.
One of them covered Faye Turner from behind, stuffing a rag into her mouth, while the other put a black bag over her head. It took them only five seconds to bind the pregnant woman into the car!
The action was so swift and neat that no one around noticed!
The car door closed, and the vehicle sped away!
This van, which seemed ready to fall apart, had a thrilling roller-coaster feel. It drove aggressively but steadily.
It carried countless lives, used to dispose of bodies at least twenty times; this car was Black Hawk’s old friend.
The car sped away, heading towards the suburbs!
The woman who was covered was in a panic, struggling, but her hands were tied, her mouth stuffed, and her head covered. Any resistance was futile against the two men’s presence.
The car was very quiet, with none of the three men speaking!
It merely felt like the car was about to take off due to its speed.
About an hour later, the van arrived at an abandoned factory, with grass growing all over the front yard. A small patch of the grass looked much weaker, showing signs of trampling and crushing.
This indicated it was their base, visited frequently.
The car stopped, and Black Hawk got out, casually swinging open the car door.
The two men also pulled Faye Turner out, dragging her through the factory’s dilapidated iron gate and onwards!
A smell of dust particles, mixed with mold, instantly hit the nostrils, particularly unpleasant, almost triggering sinusitis.
All three men wore gloves and dressed tightly. From their cold and ruthless expressions, it was clear they were seasoned experts.
"Mmph..." Faye Turner struggled.
Black Hawk’s sharp gaze fell on the woman with the bag over her head, then moved slowly down to her bulging belly.
"Hawk, we can do it now."
Black Hawk’s skeptical gaze stayed fixed on her swollen belly, growing increasingly puzzled.
"Hawk, what’s wrong?" The other man was baffled and also followed his gaze.
After a moment, Black Hawk spoke coldly, "Either we caught the wrong person, or this girl is pretending to be pregnant."
Ah?
The two underlings were taken aback. One reached out to explore her belly, while the other hurriedly yanked off the black hood!
Along with the hood came a long wig!!
When the three men saw the cross-dressing man disguised as a pregnant woman in front of them, they nearly spat blood!
The next second, a series of footsteps approached!
Just as the three turned their gaze towards the sound, the cross-dressing man quickly escaped, freeing his hands.
A group of over twenty surrounded them.
Even when looking up, they saw someone standing on the stairs, and at the railing of the second floor stood snipers with guns.
This made Black Hawk and the others, who hadn’t been out in the criminal world for a long time, shiver internally.
Though this was their territory, the most familiar crime scene, this time, their arrogance was entirely absent, and they dared not act rashly.
A clear set of footsteps came from behind, each step carrying a heavy pressure, and the three men turned their heads—
Only to see Adrian Lancaster appear in their field of vision. He stared at the middle-aged man in the cap, walking towards him step by step, a flicker of terrifying coldness in his eyes.
Facing his gaze, even Black Hawk couldn’t help but feel afraid; this young man’s presence was overpowering.
Adrian Lancaster stopped a meter away, his gaze locked onto him, his expression indifferent enough to make one’s scalp tingle.
