My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 992

Chapter 992

Chapter 992 Save Yourselves

Before anyone could react, a gun had appeared in Wilson’s hand, which he then pointed at Dixon’s head. “Mr. Haddock, how dare you get others involved!”

Dixon frowned at him. “Mr. Wilson, were you followed on your way here?”

He gestured with his hand while speaking. At his cue, a horde of his subordinates swarmed out of the factory.

Meanwhile, Spencer grabbed his men and took cover immediately. “There’s too many of them. We have to leave right away!”

“But…” The subordinate who stepped on the branch was filled with guilt. “I’m sorry, Spencer.”

“Let’s go! We have the video. It’s time to escape!” Spencer replied frantically, cognizant that they were massively outnumbered.

With the evidence in hand, the only thing he hoped for was for Lucas to arrive in time.

The sight of the fleeing figures brought an insidious curl to Dixon’s lips. “After them!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, multiple gunshots rang out in the night, giving Lucas and Ashlyn—who were almost there—a shock.

“There’s a shootout going on! We have to hurry!” Ashlyn exclaimed.

As Lucas stared into the night, the strands of hair on his forehead swayed with the breeze. “Everyone, pick up the pace!”

Under the cover of darkness, their group sped in the direction of the gunshots.

Meanwhile, Spencer turned around to provide covering fire as he and his men continued to flee.

Unfortunately for them, Dixon’s men were a lot more familiar with the lay of the land. By taking a shortcut, they quickly surrounded Spencer and his men.

“What a coincidence, Mr. White!”

Dixon’s lips curved into an insidious smile.

As Spencer turned his head around fearfully, he was greeted by Dixon’s towering figure and a smile that sent a chill down his spine.

“Dixon! How can you commit such a terrible act and not even bat an eyelid?”

Spencer felt his heart stop as he stared daggers at Dixon.

Anyone with a sliver of conscience in them would be outraged over what Dixon had done.

Staring right into Spencer’s eyes, Dixon approached the former step by step before cocking his brow slightly. “I’m sorry, Mr. White. For seeing something you shouldn’t, I’ve no choice but to bury you here.”

Upon his cue, Dixon’s men surged forward and pointed their guns at Spencer’s group.

A barrage of gunshots rang out again.

With his face losing all color, Spencer dived to the ground and took cover behind a huge tree.

He pulled out his reserve magazine with his teeth and began reloading his gun.

Due to the enemy’s overwhelming firepower, all they could do now was hang on for dear life.

As for Wilson, he had caught up by then. “Leave no one alive! Kill them all!”

Faced with the assault by Blackhand Mafia, Spencer’s men were helplesson their own.

All he could do was watch them collapse to the ground, one by one.

Amidst his intensifying anxiety, Spencer and his remaining three men threaded through the trees as fast as they could.

Taken by surprise by how dogged his pursuers were, his mind became a chaotic mess.

With the camera tightly held in his arms, his fists tightened without him realizing it.

/ have evidence of Dixon’s crimes inside! Bang!

Another gunshot rang out, followed by a groan from Spencer.

One of his men hurried to help him. “Spencer, are you all right?”

Upon detecting the stench of blood, he exclaimed in a low voice, “Are you hurt?”

However, Spencer replied through his gritted teeth, “Go on ahead! Don’t mind me!”

“But Spencer…”

“Run, save yourselves!” Spencer gave him a shove after stuffing the camera into his subordinate’s arms. “Take the other two with you.”

“No, we’re not leaving without you!”

“Stop wasting time, or no one is going to leave this place alive!” Spencer’s eyes fell upon Dixon’s subordinates, who were approaching swiftly. “I’ll take care of them. You guys should hurry up and

leave!”