Chapter 895 Cora Was Bleeding!
The gunshot startled Ash into a cold sweat.
The trajectory of the bullet had traced the very spot she had been hiding in.
If she hadn’t decided to retreat, she would have died under their gunshots.
It was this realization that made Ash even more certain that Byron had received specialized training. His skills surpa*sed hers as a professional killer.
If she didn’t retreat, she would certainly die here.
So, Ash hastened her retreat.
But she hadn’t expected that Efren, who had come to corner her, was also professionally trained.
After firing a shot and receiving no response, he carefully listened to the surrounding movements, quickly catching subtle sounds.
The kind you would never notice unless you listened carefully.
Soon, Efren fired a second shot.
This one hit Ash’s calf.
She could only orit her teeth and
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The veins on her forehead bulged as if they would burst at any
moment.
But she couldn’t scream. She could only try to hide in the corner.
Any sound now could cost her life.
“There should be only one person.”
Efren had a hunch that his last shot had hit someone, but there was no reaction.
It was interesting!
“I’ll handle this side. You clean up your mess!”
Efren told Byron, then walked towards Ash’s location.
He loved this cat-and-mouse game.
“She has a gun, be careful.”
Byron warned, just as Jane started to scream again.
“Ash has a gun, and also a bomb! If you dare to hurt me, she will definitely make you all accompany me in death.”
“If she really would do this for you, she wouldn’t be running towards the door!”
Byron’s words made Jane’s face turn pale in an instant.
“No… No way! Ash would never leave me behind. I gave her so much money…”
a fierce kick, left her couldn’t move temporarily, then quickly went under the abandoned machine from before, pulling out
Cora.
Seeing this, William and Sara also hurried over.
But at this moment, Cora was messy, and it was impossible to tell the original color of her clothes.
There was a large bruise on her forehead, and blood seeped from her mouth.
She looked in bad shape, but she still managed to open her eyes and smile at them, as if celebrating her narrow escape.
“Cora, I’m sorry! I didn’t protect you well…” Byron held her tightly, whispering.
Sara also hurriedly grabbed Cora’s hand, put it on her cheek, and cried, “Cora, can you hear me?”
Meanwhile, William, out of a doctor’s instinct, began to examine Cora’s injuries.
Soon, he said, “Cora might have broken ribs. Byron, you
better put Cora down now. I’ll call the medical staff to bring a stretcher to take Cora to the hospital, to avoid causing secondary injuries.”
Upon hearing this, Byron gently laid Cora on the ground.
But this movement seemed to cause Cora great discomfort. She frowned tightly.
Seeing Cora’s pained expression, Byron felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his throat.
Suddenly, Sara exclaimed, “Byron, Cora is bleeding!”
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