Chapter 639

"Why aren't you running, sweetheart? Are you still processing what's going on?" Hector asked when he saw that I wasn't running. I looked at him before turning to Quinton. "Are you planning to let us run around before killing us?" Quinton was cleaning his rifle while leaning against the car. He wasn't in a hurry to start killing as he saw himself as the hunter. This vast and barren desolated area was his hunting ground. "We'll start shooting if you're not planning to run." Hector chuckled while loading his rifle. "What's the point of killing us directly? She's injured. Give us some time for us to get away," I said nervously, trying to negotiate. I looked like I was afraid but was trying to keep my composure. Quinton smiled as he looked at me, as if thinking that I was interesting. "Give them some time to get away." I tore my dress and used the cloth to bandage the woman's leg wound. She lost her strength to cry or scream from pain, yet her survival instinct drove her to stand up.