Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

S31 86. Bad Situation Emily sank deeper into her seat. “Louis, what should we do?” “Stay where you are, Emily. They won't be able to attack us. This car is bulletproof.” Tired of waiting, Victor raised his two fingers. In an instant, people around the car pointed their guns. The visitors who peeked in immediately became hysterical. “Get out of the car or | will have to bombard you with gunfire.” Emily glanced at her brother with a stiff neck. “Louis, you are sure that this car is bulletproof, right?” “I can’t be wrong, Emily. Don't worry. They're just bluffing. They don’t know that | am familiar with all kinds of cars.” While Emily gulped, a man turned to Victor. “Negative, Sir.” Victor's breathing became increasingly ragged. His jaw clenched tighter. At that moment, a man came in a hurry. “This is the spare remote, Sir.” The corner of Victor's lips lifted slightly. Showing a similar key in his hand, he tilted his head. “Last chance! Open the door and get out, or | will open the door and forcefully drag you out.” The wrinkles on Emily's face doubled. “Louis....” Her voice grew thinner and shrill. “Calm down, Emily. Calm down.” Seeing no signs of movement, Victor snorted. With firm steps, he approached the door. “Don’t blame me if you two end up at the bottom of the sea!” However, just as his hand almost touched the handle, the car shot forward. Everyone was immediately stunned. The man standing by in front of the car spontaneously jumped out of the way. “Woohoo!” Louis exclaimed, slamming on the brakes before the car reached the wall. “You guys want to mess with me? Don't you know that | have the talent to be a great racer?” Victor blinked with his mouth open. He even exchanged glances with his men for a few moments. “What are you waiting for? Quickly catch them!” Victor put the key into the hand of someone more nimble. Several men in black suits ran towards the car. However, when the key holder had just arrived, Louis reversed the car at full speed. Several people jumped back. Unfortunately, Louis failed to stop in time. Several tables and chairs fell. They looked like bowling pins that had been hit by a solid iron ball. “Oops! Sorry. The camera response is a bit slow.” He chuckled. Meanwhile, Victor could not believe that the back of the car had ju hit several things. His breath was tight, his heart was beating wildly. After a few moments, he groaned. “How dare you scratch my darling?” He stepped forward and put his hand on the hood of the car. “Get out!” Emily shuddered. Grimacing, she glanced to the side. Louis smiled mischievously. “Louis, you couldn't have hit Victor Moore, could you?” Louis moved his head, as if he was humming. “Don’t worry, Emily. | don’t want to go to jail or hell.” 2/6 “Then what should we do? Look! The person with the spare key is almost here!” “People say that life is more important than property. Therefore, let's just retreat!” Victor stared wide eyed as the car moved away from his hands. Seeing how many tables and chairs had fallen due to being hit by the car, blood erupted to the top of his head. Both of his hands. subconsciously rose to grip his hair. “Oh, my darling...” He grimaced as if he was about to cry. Meanwhile, in the car, Louis was having fun. “Woohoo!” He took the car on a curved track and stopped when he arrived at the side of the food table. “Oh, not this table. Mommy said we shouldn't waste food. Besides, the menu is super delicious.” Louis didn't realize that Emily had frozen. Her mouth was open and her eyes were perfectly round. Her two tiny hands gripped the seat belt tightly. Outside the car, people no longer dared to approach. They realiz that the driver was too crazy to be challenged. “Sir, what should we do? We can't stop them without damaging the car.” Victor gritted his teeth. His eyes were red, his eye bags were thick. " Just do it! Do what you can to get those kids!” “And the car?” “Just do it!" Victor's voice was deafening. “I just want those brats to bend their knees before me.” The man who asked instantly looked down. “Okay, Sir.” While the man and his team were strategizing, Victor growled. “The car is no longer perfect. | will replace it after you pay for the damage with your lives. However, Louis felt no threat at all. He was so relaxed behind the wheel. His eyes was fixed on the screen, monitoring the camera from all sides. “Look, Emily. They're confused. They must be discussing how to stop us.” Emily blinked tensely. “Does it mean we won?” “Yes! We can wait safely for Daddy!” However, a few minutes later, a man arrived carrying a large rifle. Seeing the weapon, Louis’ cheerfulness faded. Cold air began to cover the back of his neck. “Oh, no. This is bad!" Emily raised an eyebrow. “What is bad?” Louis swallowed hard. “This car is bulletproof up to level 7. That gun... seems to be level 8.” Emily's breath hitched. Fear seemed to have robbed the air from her lungs. “Does it mean pinched hard. the bullet can penetrate in?” Her vocal cords were Louis also furrowed his eyebrows. “I don’t know, Emily. Let's just pray this car is stronger than that.” “Everybody, get out of the way!” The man holding the rifle started aiming.

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as they could to the other side of the ship, screaming and regch@@! NE eopte dR started crying. Please read the original content at . “Louis? What should we do?” Emily's voice was getting closer to the sky. “Um, dodge?” Louis checked around There was enough space for the car to go around. The question was ... could he drive faster than the bullet? Victor moved backwards towards the door. He didn’t want to take any chances if a bullet bounced off him. Arriving at a safe distance, he released the command. “Shoot!” Just before the bullet whizzed by, Louis stepped on the pedal. The car turned so that the bullet hit the its body. Emily could only close her eyes tightly. Her heart had jumped into her throat. “Shoot again!” The bullet whizzed by again. This time, it hit the rear of the car. Victor growled impatiently. “Aim at the glass! Not the body!” “All right, Sir.” The shooter raised the muzzle of the rifle slightly. As soon as the gunshot rang out, the window glass beside Louis changed color. It became slightly white like the powder on shaved ice. “Louis?” Emily started to pout. “Don't panic yet, Emily. We can still buy time. There are five more good windows. We just need to prevent the bullets from hitting the same spot.” Unfortunately, the next bullet went through the same window. The white color on the glass spread wider. 5.6 “Louis!” The little boy no longer answered. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. After a while, he finally stopped the car with the front side facing the gun. “Let's hope they run out of bullets before shooting the same window three times.” H Pixie Author Hope you like the story. Thank you. 2