Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 314 Do You Believe Me (Part Four)

*Crack!*

A shot was heard from a sniper rifle, and Molly was jarred back to reality. The car suddenly surged ahead. Brian yanked the steering wheel. Then another round of shots were fired and the car shot ahead again.

Molly looked behind them and spotted the car that was following them. A man was standing inside the car, protruding through the sun roof. He was the guy with the gun. And just like that, Molly's face went pale. She forgot her sorrow and gave Brian a worried look. She shivered uncontrollably.

Brian felt Molly's fear. He turned his head without emotion. His eagle eyes looked at her deeply. Then he said calmly,"I won't let them hurt you. Do you believe me?"

Molly looked at Brian. She did not know why, but her rapidly beating heart suddenly became calm. She looked at him, and nodded.

Brian gave a shallow smile. He turned the steering wheel and another bullet whizzed by them. He freed one of his hands and pulled Molly's head towards him. He kissed on her forehead and comforted her. "Sit properly, and don't be afraid, understand?"

Molly swallowed her saliva, sitting properly. She grasped her armrest and tried to calm down. She noticed that Brian was a bit nervous. Obviously, those people behind them were not so easy to deal with. She did not want to get in his way.

Brian glanced at Molly, and then he looked at the rear view mirror. He continued to pour on the speed. At the same time, he frowned and wondered why he didn't notice anyone following him. He looked at Molly again. She was fidgeting. The thought occurred to him that maybe it wasn't a bad thing for Molly to be on his mind. If he had let someone else pick her up, she might have died tonight.

Brian punched it again. The bullets hit the car and sparks flew. Brian yanked the wheel this way and that, hoping to present a harder target. Obviously, the driver this time was much more skilled than the previous one. It was as if the driver could predict which direction he wanted to turn. It was a useful skill for snipers.

It was lucky that he picked her up, otherwise...

Brian was afraid to think what would have happened if he hadn't insisted on picking her up. Brian frowned as the situation became even direr. The car behind them did not reduce speed. And there was another sniper leaning out the side window of the car.

Brian narrowed his eyes. He went silent, and gears were turning in his mind. 'At this speed, wind resistance would slow a bullet down, and at this angle the bullets might not penetrate...' His mind was spinning fast. And as he figured it out, his expression became graver.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang --"

This time, it was automatic spitting bullets at the car. Brian quickly turned the steering wheel. On the mountain road, the tires didn't squeal, but they did kick up a lot of dirt and make a horrendous grinding sound. Molly squeezed her eyes shut. And she bit her lip so hard that she tasted blood. The car was constantly drifting this way and that, and Molly found it hard to keep seated, even if she was belted in.

Suddenly came the sound of shattered glass. And then Molly heard Brian's deep and nervous roar. "Get down!"

Molly had no time to react. Suddenly, a big hand shoved her down. Just as they heard the shrill sound of the bullet passing through the windshield, there was a gentle "hiccup" in the carriage. It was the sound of the bullet hitting Brian!

Brian frowned. He felt a sudden pain in his left shoulder. More bullets followed, and Brian reacted to the pain by turning the wheel violently. The car skidded out, and then was facing the opposite direction, heading for the car that was following them.

Molly opened her eyes in panic. At the same time, Brian let go of her. She turned to look to Brian with a pale face. Now Brian had control of the car again. But they were heading the opposite direction, back toward the casino. Their car had spun around. They were heading directly for the car that was following them. The other car was bearing down, guns at the ready. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Take the wheel!" Molly heard Brian's cold voice.

Brian looked at her and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. She looked back at Brian in disbelief. Was he kidding? She couldn't drive…

"Listen to me…" Brian pulled Molly's hand to the steering wheel and said,"Hold on to the wheel and don't move, understand?"

He fixed her with a firm eye. Molly had no time to think. She just did what he told her, holding on for dear life. She held her breath and did not dare to move her hand.

Brian grabbed a gun out from underneath the seat. He looked at the car in front of them, and then looked in the rear view mirror to observe the car's position and road conditions. At the same time, he loaded a cartridge and cocked the gun.

Howard shouted,"It's Brian!" After that, he hurriedly shouted,"Don't let him get a shot off!

He was one of our best..." Fox curved the corner of his lips. He had heard what happened last time. He wouldn't let it happen again.

Two snipers had also grabbed brand new clips. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. In reality, it took a few seconds, but it felt like eternity.

Brian squinted his eyes. He firmly took the gun in his hand. He looked at the two snipers on the car in front of him and quickly calculated the best time to fire, that would also evade their shots.

However, the two snipers didn't give him enough time. Their fingers curled around their triggers again. This time... they didn't just want to nab Molly, but they wanted to kill Brian. Molly was worse than useless, and Brian only had that one pistol. There was no way they could be beaten.

"Bang -"