"So this is your scheme?" Tristan said with a husky voice.

Jimmy didn't show any panic being pointed by two guns. He also realized that the situation was out of control, but he had to be composed and said, "It is an accident."

Tristan sneered, "Accident? Are you sure?"

His eyes swept around, and his gun moved a little, and his fingers moved slightly, and a shriek came from the distance. Jimmy narrowed his eyes, and he ignored the barrel on his temple and turned back. He saw a policeman fall down.

All the guns that were put down now were all picked up and pointed at the same target-Tristan.

Jimmy raised his hand to stop them, and he stared at Tristan with anger, "Are you crazy? You feel you haven't killed enough people?"

Tristan didn't change his expression as if the person who killed the policeman was not him. His gun turned to point at Jimmy's head again, and he said unhurriedly, "It is for my brother. Get Ed into the car."

The last sentence was speaking to Sam.

Sam put the gun away and walked to Ed, carried him to the van.

At that moment, there were only two men in the center of the open space. The vans and the dense crowd of policemen and police cars were but the background of them.

Tristan's hand that held the gun was steady. He used a voice that only the two of them could hear and said, "Do you think it is an accident just now? Are you sure the people behind you all have the same thoughts as you?"

Jimmy didn't say anything. His lips pressed tightly into a line.

Tristan smiled slightly and said sarcastically, "They all have different aims."

Jimmy retorted, "What makes you qualified to judge them?"

"This kind of people is good for me." And then he changed the topic, "By the way, I am glad to see you still alive today."

Jimmy didn't understand.

"So she would not bear a grudge to me."

Mentioning she made Tristan's voice gentler. And tenderness flashed in Jimmy's eyes too, but it soon faded away. It didn't escape Tristan's eyes. He sighed in his heart and said seriously, "Now, we have to bother you to send us to a place."

Tristan stepped aside a little, but his gun never left the fatal part of Jimmy.

The back door of the van was opened by the guard from inside, Jimmy walked to it composedly.

However, as he just took the second step, he heard another very low but extremely familiar mechanical sound.

He felt it was wrong and turned abruptly.

He saw Tristan's eyes were stiff, and he stared at him. His finger was going to pull the trigger…

It would be too late if Jimmy wanted to dodge.

And he didn't dodge at all. He just turned his eyes to the back of Tristan. Among the background of dense policemen, he caught sight of Bill, who was not quick enough to put down his gun.

"Who the hell asked you to shoot?" he blurted out without thinking.

And looking back at Tristan, he was going to shoot him with instinct, but after pausing a few seconds, he gave up. Blood surged from the back of his ear and flew into the collar.

Everything happened unexpectedly in a short time and ended in this climax so soon.

Jimmy's head was spinning, and his c.h.e.s.t was full of anger. This action was…

He had no time to continue his thought when he heard a heartbreaking cry outside the crowd, "Tristan!"

Jimmy turned to the source of the voice.

The sky had the first morning light in the east.

Behind the dark crowd stood a white gentle but not slim figure.

Forty minutes earlier, Kate faked a falling in the bathroom and fooled Claire and her colleague. They went out of the apartment, and they wanted to send her to the nearest hospital.

The car sped all the way, and she curled up in the back seat with closed eyes and a pale face. She scared Claire with her face, but in fact, her face turned pale because she heard Claire said the action had begun.

Maybe telepathy existed.

Kate's heart suddenly jumped wildly in the middle of the way, and the baby in her belly started to rebel. It gave her a kick that the pain made her cry out. Claire asked in a panic, "What's wrong? Can you hang on for a moment? We will soon arrive at the hospital."

Originally Kate planned to escape when she got to the hospital, but she found she could not wait any longer. Her right eyelid was twitching, and it was proved that it was a bad sign two years ago. With Claire's asking, she g.r.o.a.n.e.d and held her belly tightly and begged her, "Stop the car."

Pregnant woman's order could not be ignored. The male policeman stopped the car immediately.

Kate's hand on the holder of the door was fast in action. Almost the same time the car stopped, she opened the door and jumped down at amazing speed for a pregnant woman.

Claire and her colleague were dumbfounded. It took them a few seconds to react and got out to chase her.

Kate ignored the shouting and warning behind her, and with the pumping of epinephrine, she bolted across the road and turned to another street. As she was thinking about running along the road or finding someplace to hide, a black van drove past her at high speed but turned abruptly back, and somebody was shouting at her from the window, "Kate, get in the car!"

Kate was startled.

The face was not familiar, but the footsteps behind her got closer. The male policeman already had the gun in his hand and looked alarmed.

She could not think more and got into the car, and the person inside reached out his hand to pull her in. The car turned back and sped up in time before the male policeman fired a shot.

After sitting down, Kate found the persons inside were all big brute guys. She recognized the driver who had once drove for her. And she also detected they had guns in their hands or on their waist. Her heart missed a leap, and she blurted out, "Where is Tristan?"

"We are going to meet him."

However, when their car got to the construction site, what she saw was such a scene.