One Step Too Late
Eve sat in the car on the way to the teahouse, expressionlessly looking at the scenery outside the window.
At this moment, her mood was rather complicated. She didn't know why she had come to see Phillips, but when she saw that no one was optimistic about him and wanted him to die, she actually felt restless.
Clearly, the person who wanted him to die the most was her, but when it really came to this, she found that her heart was actually showing signs of softening.
Fifth Lord and Adam had probably sensed it, which was why they had come over to beat around the bush.
But the more it was like this, the more serious the reverse psychology in her heart was. It was also because of this that she had been delaying handing over the information to Adam. It was as if she planned to drag it out until she couldn't drag it out any longer.
When she arrived at the teahouse, the waiter led her to the designated private room, but she didn't see Phillips. She was suspicious, but was told that Phillips had something to do at the last minute and would only come over after a while.
"This person clearly said that he would ask me out, but in the end he didn't!" Eve was so angry that she wanted to laugh, but she still held it in. An An quietly waited in the private room for him to come over.
After drinking a cup of tea, Phillips still hadn't come.
She couldn't sit still anymore and said to her personal assistant, "Go outside and take a look. Why hasn't he come over yet?"
"Yes."
After the assistant left, the room became even quieter, so quiet that it was somewhat abnormal. She couldn't help but recall that when she came to this teahouse, those people drinking tea were actually all quiet. An An was fine if it was only one table like this, but every table was like this. Something wasn't right.
Something wasn't right! There was a trap!
Eve's entire body was on alert. Based on her many years of experience in carrying out missions, she also realized that Phillips calling her out this time wasn't normal. That man had just broken off relations with her, so no matter how good his mental fortitude was, it was impossible for him to immediately adjust.
She then recalled the bruise on Phillips' forehead.
"Master has already sensed that something is amiss with your actions …"
Eve's expression grew uglier and uglier. She stood up abruptly, intending to leave. However, she didn't leave through the front door. Instead, she went to the balcony and planned to climb down the pipe. Before she could take off her shoes, the door was suddenly pushed open and a group of people rushed in. They were shocked to see that Eve was trying to escape.
"Catch her!"
Eve gritted her teeth, jumped over, grabbed the pipe with one hand, and slid down. Her hands were in pain from the friction, and the pipe was stained with blood. She couldn't care less. A gunshot rang out, and a stray bullet brushed past her ear. She felt a burning pain.
The people downstairs also noticed Eve and quickly chased after her.
Eve's eyes quickly swept around and realized that her men had all been wiped out. This was a trap, a trap that was specially set up for her. Even if she had to shed all pretense of cordiality with the Feng Dike Clan, they still wanted to kill her. This time, they had sent so many people over, they really wanted her to never return.
"How interesting, they actually mobilized so many people for a small fry like me!" Eve sneered. As she dodged, she observed her surroundings, hoping to find a chance to escape. However, she realized that the terrain was remote, and it was more than ten minutes away from the city. It was impossible for her to leave unscathed.
She hated Black J and the J Organisation even more. Now, she only regretted listening to Phillips's words. Thinking about it, he said those words to her that day in hopes that she would hesitate and give the J Organisation a chance to catch their breath. Otherwise, it was impossible for him not to know about such a big movement.
I didn't expect that I would be so muddle-headed and be fooled by him!
Eve mocked herself, but she didn't plan to escape. Since she couldn't escape anyway, she might as well kill a few more J Organisation lackeys. In the future, she wouldn't be lonely on the road to hell!
She stopped, looked at the people surrounding her, and sneered, "I have all the plans of your J Organisation in my hands, as well as the list of personnel. Once I go missing or die, this list will be handed over to the Charlie Royal Family. At that time, none of you will be able to escape!"
Everyone looked at each other.
The leader smiled at Eve and said, "Eve, you used to be a member of our J Organisation. You should know what methods we use to deal with traitors. If you don't want to suffer physical pain, I advise you to get someone to destroy that list. Otherwise, you will suffer a fate worse than death!"
Eve wasn't afraid of death. Seeing so many people surrounding her, she didn't show any signs of fear. She raised her chin slightly and said frivolously, "I'm going to die anyway. When the time comes, I'll let you dog slaves accompany me to hell. Since I've fallen into your hands today, I'll choose a few to accompany me to hell!"
Her words were arrogant and condescending, which angered many people. The leader's gaze darkened, and he slowly raised a hand. His eyes were filled with killing intent. "Attack!"
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Phillips was deliberately sent away by Black J. When he found out about this, it was already afternoon.
He was furious. Without caring about the consequences, he rushed to the teahouse. However, what he saw was a floor full of corpses. He wandered among the corpses and searched, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for. Could it be that she had escaped?
There were so many people, how could she have escaped?
"Cough, cough, cough …"
A series of coughs pulled Phillips back to reality. He followed the sound and saw a person still struggling in a pool of blood.
There was actually a member of the J Organisation who was still alive!
He hurried over, grabbed that person's collar, and asked anxiously, "Where's Eve? The woman you surrounded, how is she now? "
That person coughed a few times, and said intermittently, "We … We surrounded her, but … that woman's strength was not ordinary. She stubbornly resisted, and we didn't succeed … Later, her reinforcements arrived, and we were outnumbered …"
It seemed that she should be fine.
Phillips exhaled, stood up and turned to leave.
When that person saw that Phillips was about to turn and leave, he hurriedly tugged at his trousers and begged for help. "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, please save me. Take me … take me back …"
He didn't want to die here.
Phillips paused, looking at him coldly. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. His thin lips curved upwards, and he took out a gun, aiming it at that person.
That person's expression changed, and he endured the excruciating pain in his body. He shrank back and hurriedly said, "Your Excellency! Your Excellency! "
At this moment, Phillips looked like a universal angel. He smiled. "I almost forgot that you were one of the people who participated in the encirclement of her. Who do you think you are to touch her?"
Bang!
A gunshot was heard, and blood spurted out, splattering on Phillips's fair face. He looked like a killing angel.
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