His Precious Love

Chapter 296 Afraid That Jessie Would Be Hurt

It’s fine even if I don’t understand Jetroinian. I’ll just walk around and study the area. Right as he took a

few steps forward, he collided with one burly robber.

Oh, f*ck.

Fortunately, the robber kept his gun after a glance at him before blabbering away in Jetroinian.

Wyatt seemed to have heard the word “gem,” so he chuckled and gave the robber the bag full of jewelry.

The robber reached out for it without hesitation.

Right as the robber lowered his head, Wyatt stabbed the craft knife he took from the counter into the

robber’s neck. Simultaneously, he covered the robber’s mouth to stop him from making any sound.

After dealing with him, Wyatt dragged him behind a counter at the side.

There was a sales assistant hidden there. When she saw Wyatt, she nearly screamed, but Wyatt hastily

covered her mouth and mouthed in Anglandurn to her, I’m a cop.

After putting the body at the side, Wyatt then handed the headset to the sales assistant and asked her to

listen to their conversation.

I mean, I have no other choice since there aren’t any robbers who speak Anglandurn around.

The sales assistant then wrote everything she heard down in Anglandurn. It was how Wyatt found out

that they were not only there for robbing jewelry but also to kill the person in the photo given to them and

take a photo of the body to claim a one hundred million reward.

Here I was just wondering why these robbers are risking their lives for some jewelry. So their true aim

here is murder. Taking a few people’s lives for a one hundred million reward? That’s a great deal for

them.

As those thoughts flashed in his mind, he rummaged through the dead robber’s pocket and found a

photo. When he saw who was in the photo, he nearly gasped out loud.

They’re targeting Rayna? Oh no!

Wyatt instantly ran back to the counter where Rayna and the others were hiding at. From afar, he saw a

man with night vision goggles entering the counter, seemingly about to check it out.

Upon thinking about how Rayna and the others could not fight and how the robber was armed, Wyatt

hesitated no second in pulling the trigger.

The bullet pierced through the headset the man was wearing and buried itself in the man’s temple.

Wyatt did not have a silencer, so the gunshot was loud, and it startled a few people into screaming.

Then, he heard angry Jetroinian voices in his headset.

At that moment, the sounds of police sirens came from the outside.

The police are here.

Wyatt let out a soft sigh of relief. The police had arrived, so that meant Theodore would be coming soon

after.

Right then, someone called him from behind. It only took a second of hesitance from Wyatt before the

other person realized that Wyatt was a mole. Immediately, the person pulled the trigger on Wyatt.

Wyatt hastily rolled toward the counter at the side. After waiting for the person to fire the second shot,

and while the gun was preparing itself to fire the second shot, he quickly popped his head out of the

counter to fire at the person’s chest.

However, the person was as quick on his feet as him, and the shot missed.

F*ck!

A missed shot meant that the shooter’s location was exposed. Wyatt promptly moved to another counter

and tried his best to stay far from the counter where Rayna and the rest were hiding at.

The man then yelled in Jetroinian, seemingly telling his gang that he had found the mole.

The robbers were swift to gather over. They fired every time they spotted Wyatt’s shadow. The sounds of

gunfire, glass breaking, screaming and crying never ceased.

At his hiding spot, Wyatt noticed that there were still six to seven robbers around. A few were after him,

and the others were going through the unchecked counters.

Sh*t, these robbers are smart.

As Wyatt cursed at the robbers, he cursed at how slow Theodore was as well. D*mn it! I didn’t bring my

gun here and this stupid gun only has two bullets left!

Wyatt had no choice but to pay attention to the gunfire sounds from the robbers. Once the opportunity

presented itself, he popped his head up to fire at one of the robbers.

It was a shot right at the robber’s heart.

Wyatt changed his spot before checking his magazine.

There were six people left, but he only had one bullet. Moreover, the dead robber was too far from him. If

he were to go out now, he would expose his location. The robbers had night vision goggles, so close-

quarters combat was off the table too.

Don’t panic. Stay calm. Wyatt took in a deep breath. The robbers might find the counter where Rayna

and company are hiding at any time. If they see them, they’ll probably kill them all. My Jessie is a soft

girl, and she doesn’t know a thing about martial arts.

The possibilities of what might happen caused a wave of terror to surge in Wyatt’s heart for the first time

in his life. He was frightened to think that Jessica might get hurt.

With those thoughts in mind, he narrowed his eyes before sticking his head out of the counter to deal

with the robber who was surveying the area. Without caring that he was exposing his location, he

launched himself out to grab the robber’s gun.

Upon hearing the sound, the robbers started firing in his direction. Wyatt dodged the bullets, but he soon

realized that the other robbers were close to where Jessica was hiding.

His heart leaped into his throat, and he fired another shot. Then, he jumped across a few counters to

rush to the spot where the three women were hiding.

At that very moment, Wyatt was accurate with every single shot of his. He was extraordinarily swift and

effective, and once he was close to the robbers, he engaged them in a close-quarters fight.

The robbers were put down before they even had the chance to load their guns.

Wyatt panted for two seconds as he leaned against the counter. Yet, at that moment, the muscular man

who just collapsed jumped to his feet and punched Wyatt in the stomach.

Wyatt could not react in time, and he was sent flying backward. When he fell, he accidentally pulled the

coat and revealed the trio.

Jessica quickly went over to help him up. “Wyatt, are you okay?”

By then, the muscular man had pulled the trigger. Before any thoughts could even cross Wyatt’s mind, he

grabbed Jessica and spun around to shield her. The bullet was fired into his chest, and he groaned from

the pain.

“W-Wyatt…” Jessica had heard the sound of a gunshot, and she could not keep the tremble out of her

voice.

After firing a shot, the muscular man realized that there were a few more women around. Furthermore,

one of them was the woman in the photo. Thrilled, he started shouting, but before he could fire the

second shot, a pair of hands wrapped around his neck and twisted his head.

Dozens of seconds later, the lights in the jewelry section turned on. The central exhaust fan was

switched on as well, and the smoke began to dissipate.

Wyatt finally let out a relieved sigh.

Right then, Curtis and Theodore strode over with similar worried looks.

Curtis seemed like he was about to carry Wyatt when he saw Wyatt’s bloody shirt.

“It’s not that bad, Curtis,” Wyatt said in a strong voice despite his pallor. “Get me an ambulance and have

them carry me out in a stretcher, please. That’s something more acceptable for me.”

An angry laugh escaped Curtis before he started bandaging Wyatt. “Thank you.”

Wyatt wanted to reply to Curtis, but he realized in surprise that Jessica’s face was streaked with tears.

She clamped her hand over his mouth and choked out, “Speaking will make your blood flow quicker, so

shut up.”

In no time, the police came upstairs and sealed off the place for their investigation.

Then, the ambulance arrived.

Theodore wanted to accompany Wyatt to the hospital, but Wyatt stopped him with a rejecting look. He

held Jessica’s hand as if telling Theodore that he only needed Jessica’s company.

Theodore’s gaze darkened, and a hint of murder flashed past his eyes. However, he only nodded.

Rayna and Jasmine were witnesses, so the police talked to them as well. Their questions were simple,

and when they realized that their statements were similar to the sales assistants’ statements, the officers

let them go.

Even though everything had come to an end, Rayna was still reeling in from the shock of the event.

Nevertheless, she was most wracked from worrying about Wyatt.

After returning to the hotel, she asked Curtis, “The surveillance cameras were out of service during the

power outage, but the guns have Wyatt’s fingerprints on them. Will the police charge him with murder?”

“It’s fine. He was a little extreme with his actions, but it was self-defense.” Curtis ruffled her head. “I’ve

called the lawyer, and they’ll be here by next morning.”