Chapter 756
Chapter 756
“I'll give you another chance. Repeat what I told you,” Donald demanded.
Thaddeus shuddered in fear when he felt the gun pressing against his chin. These are vicious men! Where did Susan find them?
“Okay. I promise you I'll destroy all the firearms at Durbaine Port,” Thaddeus voiced.
Donald put his gun away upon hearing that.
Finally, the car arrived in front of the central warehouse.
There were dozens of armed guards and two men in the Gomez family uniforms waiting for them outside the central warehouse.
Donald swept a glance at those two men and figured they were Septet Stella Warriors. It seems like the Gomez family values the firearms warehouse very highly.
“Get out of the car.” Donald pushed Thaddeus out of the car, and the guards quickly aimed their guns at Donald.
Instead of looking scared, Donald looked at those men and uttered flatly, “Go on. Shoot me if you dare. I would like to see if you guys can act faster than me.” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.
Lancelot Gomez waved his hand to get his men to lower their guns. “Let Mr. Thaddeus go and name your conditions. We can talk things out.”
“Sure. I want you to let my friend leave,” Donald responded.
Gavin froze momentarily when he heard that. After that, he cast Donald a grateful glance and exclaimed, “I'm not leaving without you, Mr. Campbell!”
“You can't fight as well as I can. If we were to stick together, we wouldn't be able to leave.” Donald shot Gavin a look. “Go on. I'll be fine.”
Gavin saw how determined Donald looked, and he also knew he would only drag Donald down if he were to stay.
Upon getting Lancelot's approval, Gavin drove away from Durbaine Port.
“You're a loyal friend, and I applaud you for that. Don't worry. Let Mr. Thaddeus go, and we won't hurt you,” Lancelot uttered.
“What's the hurry? I don't even know if my friend is safe yet. In the meantime, I think you guys should hear my second request,” Donald replied.
With a gun pointed at his head, Thaddeus shivered and said to Lancelot, “D-Destroy all the firearms in the warehouse.”
The smile on Lancelot's face froze when he heard that. “What did you say, Mr. Thaddeus? Unfortunately, you don't get to decide what happens to the firearms at Durbaine Port. The firearms are
worth tens of billions.”
Thaddeus teetered on the verge of tears. Obviously, I know it's not up to me! However, my life is on the line, and Donald is holding me at gunpoint! What choice do I have?
“It seems like you're not so influential within the Gomez family after all, Mr. Thaddeus,” Donald said.
With that, Donald shifted his gaze toward Lancelot and asked flatly, “Are you guys burning down the firearms in the warehouse or not? Give me a straight answer. There's a limit to my patience, so I'm giving you guys ten seconds to come to a decision.”
Upon seeing how insistent Donald was, Xylon Gomez whispered to Lancelot, “Lancelot, I think that brat is serious. What should we do?”
“He can't be.” Lancelot stared at Donald. “If he kills Mr. Thaddeus, he won't make it out alive. A sane person wouldn't do that. Be prepared. Once he counts to nine, make your move and rescue Mr. Thaddeus.”
That was a risky plan because Donald had a gun in his grip. However, that was the best plan they could come up with.
Although Thaddeus' survival was crucial, the firearms at Durbaine Port were indispensable.
After all, the Gomez family had other grandchildren apart from Thaddeus. If those firearms were to be destroyed, Lancelot and Xylon would be in deep trouble.
“What are you guys waiting for? Give him what he wants!” Thaddeus was on the verge of having a mental breakdown.