Almost at once, another gunshot rang, and one of the armed men, his handsome face twitching, yelled in anger,
"Have you all gone mad?"
His people were stunned, "Huh?"
The man stomped his foot in frustration, "Go after her!!"
All his men rushed out.
"Ah! That's Chloe! Our Chloe!"
"Yes! Right! Exactly!"
...
Meanwhile, another armed man was in the booth, his cold face showing a touch of confusion. He looked calmly at the man stomping his foot in anger and asked, "Was that Chloe?"
Stanley, realizing there was still an enemy in the booth, raised his gun and pointed it at the man again.
"I warn you, she's my girl. If you have any ideas about her, I'll make you regret it!"
The man sitting on the sofa just chuckled, twirled his gun in his hand, and slowly pushed it against Stanley's sensitive area. Not aiming, but really pushing, it felt very real through the pants.
"Still standing there?"
The man's face had a faint smile. His deep voice was as cold as an echo in an ice cellar, which could send chills down one's spine.
...
Stanley's face instantly turned serious, with a "click" a bullet was loaded.
"Are you underestimating me, or provoking me?"
The man laughed indifferently, one hand propping on the back of the sofa, one hand pulling out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it with a lighter. Then he exhaled a puff of smoke, blurring his calm and domineering face.
His calm demeanor seemed to indicate that he didn't care about the potential loss of his manhood at any moment.
"Mr. Stanley, instead of worrying about a man like me who hasn't even seen Ms. Chloe's face, you might want to consider the man who lives under the same roof with her, sleeps in the same bed, and is about to get engaged to her, as being smarter."
Stanley's face became even more serious, "Don't try to change the subject. A rival in love must be dealt with from the root. You haven't even seen her face, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?"
Stanley was getting angrier and angrier; his last words had a bit of a teeth-grinding tone.
The man chuckled, "Aren't these qualifications given by you?"
...
When Damon came back, he found that Chloe wasn't in the booth. After asking, Rose dodged the question saying that she had lost the game and went to borrow some penny candy. His face darkened instantly. He turned around and was about to go find her, but just as he opened the door of the booth, a familiar figure flashed before his eyes.
As soon as she caught a glimpse of him, she quickly stepped back two steps, grabbed his hand, and started running.
"Let's get out of here!"
Damon looked at the crowd behind him that almost blocked the entire corridor, his eyebrows frowned tightly.
"Chloe, wait for us!"
Just as they were about to rush down the stairs, Chloe, who had been pulling Damon, suddenly had her force taken back by him, and instead was pulled by him to step onto the stairs going up.
She immediately reacted. Just as she and Damon ran up the slow platform upstairs, a sound of running started. A group of people almost ran down without stopping.
Chloe leaned against the wall, her hand clutching Damon's shirt tightly, panting heavily.
"What happened?" Damon's hand rested on the wall next to Chloe, looking down at her in his arms.
Chloe closed her eyes; she had to admit, it was quite annoying. For the past few days, Stanley hadn't given her any news, nor had he looked for her. She thought he had forgotten her like before and gone somewhere else. But she didn't expect him to still be in the city. He didn't look for her, but today she ran into him unintentionally.
Looking up, Chloe looked at Damon with a complicated expression, "It's the man I told you about before .The one I saved."
There wasn't much surprise on Damon's face; it seemed like he had predicted this answer.
"So, what about those people who are also chasing you?"
He had heard very clearly, that those people using penny candy as bait were obviously not the same group as those who had started chasing him.
Chloe frowned, "I don't know them."
Damon narrowed his eyes, remembering the information Nate had conveyed to him earlier.
There were two forces in P City that had been looking for Chloe's whereabouts, so were these people who showed up tonight them? How did they both happen to show up tonight?
He clenched his lips, Damon's eyebrows furrowed, a cold light flickering in the depths of his eyes.
They didn't stay in the stairwell for long before Damon quickly brought Chloe back to the booth.
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