Chapter 77. Logan Got Shot
Before Jacob could even finish his words, the car was pounding hard into the bushes. The sound of the car's hood hitting the bushes deafened Riley's ears. She felt her ears ringing as the car stomped around for a few seconds before finally coming to a complete stop with a hissing sound from the hood. White smoke billowed up to cover the front of the car. The airbag inflated just in time before Jacob's face could hit the steering wheel. Jacob's moans and Riley's horrified screams echoed in the wrecked car. Logan, who had predicted the collision, managed to protect himself quickly. He then pulled Riley from the car floor so that her body would not be pinched by the wrecked car.
"You okay? Are you hurt?”
Logan squeezed Riley's shoulder and examined her face worriedly. He could find no wounds or blood. But he was still worried about Riley's condition after what happened to them.
“My head is dizzy from the shaking before the crash, but I'm fine. I can feel my feet and hands. No minor or major injuries."
"Good. Jacob?!”
Logan grabbed Jacob's shoulder, seeing Jacob's face panting and sweat dripping down his forehead.
"I'm fine, sir. Are they still after us?"
Logan looked back. He saw the men in the Toyota get out of the car. There were three well-built men and they were fully armed. They walked arrogantly towards his car and looked very ready to finish them off.
"They will kill us. Hold this gun. Shoot them and just do it until they die.”
"What? I can’t."
Riley threw the gun into Logan's lap and shuddered in horror.
"I don't want to kill anyone anymore."
"They will kill you if you don't kill them."
Logan roughly shoved the gun into Riley's palm. He threw the gun into Jacob's lap, then kicked the broken car door and slid out of the car, which rolled sideways among the bushes.
"Logan, I don't want to do this."
Bang!
“Kyaa...”
A gunshot startled Riley. She became hysterical and covered her ears tightly. The gun Logan had given her fell to the floor of the wrecked car.
Meanwhile, Jacob moved faster to get out of the car and help Logan, who was shooting at their pursuers.
"Take cover wherever you want, if you don't want to shoot them," Jacob shouted from outside the car.
Dust scattered everywhere. Logan hid behind bushes and occasionally shot at his pursuers. They had great weapons and Logan noticed something odd about the attack. It seemed like it was done intentionally to attack him. They were shooting at him and not targeting Riley at all.
Bang!
A man had been knocked down with a hole in his chest. Logan smirked. He had two more to knock down. From his right he could see Jacob shooting at them. The bullets missed and just hit the ground, creating more dust that clumped up around them.
Bang
Bang
Crack
“Fuck!” Logan cursed loudly.
He ran out of bullets. He threw the gun on the ground and moved quickly to the car to retrieve Riley's gun. But, the people noticed his movement. He got a hail of bullets when he was about to open the car door, which was jammed due to the heavy impact.
“Riley, throw your gun out!” Logan tried to scream for Riley, but she curled up in fear in the car and didn't hear his voice.
"Riley! Shit, she didn't hear my voice."
Logan ducked around the wreckage to avoid the hail of bullets. One of his two pursuers had run out of ammo. Logan saw that as an opportunity to come out of hiding and beat him up. He kicked the man in the ribs hard. The man fell rolling on the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth. His other friend came with a gun. Logan swiftly moved to the left and kicked the man's gun three feet from where they were fighting. The man then moved forward to fight Logan. He punched Logan in the jaw and kneed him in the stomach.
Logan was pushed back and coughed. His chest felt tight. The man smiled sinisterly and moved forward to hit him again. Logan dodged to the right. He nudged the man in the face and hit his nose. The sound of the nasal bone breaking as it hit the elbow was loud and dramatic. The man's nose was crushed, blood gushing from his nostrils. The man groaned very loudly like a wounded lion.
“Who sent you to attack me? Who is that damn bastard hiding behind your back?”
The man didn't answer. He tried to get to his feet and hit Logan with another punch. But Logan managed to avoid it. Logan hit him back by stamping the man's face with the hard sole of his shoe. The man fell on his back on the ground and didn't move.
Another man then came in with a penknife and swung at him. Logan pulled his head back, bending his back to avoid the knife slash. Jacob appeared behind him, trying to help while pointing the muzzle of his gun at the man. But Jacob lost focus as the man moved left and right, following Logan's every move to knock him down.
“Bastard. You really are a fool to think you can win over me.”
“Our boss wants you dead.”
“Tch, your boss will get your body pieces. Don't worry. I'll wrap you in a pretty red ribbon."
Logan swung his fist at the man's head. But damn, it missed. He was hit by a knife in his palm. Blood spurted into the air and dripped onto the ground as Logan waved his injured hand. The man managed to injure his palm.
"Damn it! You must die by my hands."
It was the culmination of Logan's anger. He didn’t like other people hurting him and belittling him. His attack became uncontrollable because it came purely from his anger. He snatched the knife from the man's hand roughly. The man tried to kick his stomach, and he tilted his body to the right. Logan grabbed the man's head and slammed it into his hard kneecap. The man's nose was crushed and his blood spurted to the ground. Logan then grabbed the man's hair and kicked him in the heart several times brutally. He was like a mad man. He was hitting wildly, trying to kill the people who were trying to kill him. Nothing was more important than being the winner and killing those people one by one.
“You son of bitch. Only fools think they can beat me. You damn idiot!”
Logan dealt the final blow to the man's neck with his elbow. The man's body slumped to the ground, hitting a pool of his own blood. He didn't move. Completely dead due to all the fatal injuries he suffered. Logan panted as he wiped the sweat that was pouring down his face. They were tough people. They managed to injure him in places that would give him a week of pain. He would definitely find a lot of bruises on his body if he checked later.
Logan bent down to pick up the pocket knife that had been thrown a foot away from the idiot. But suddenly he heard a gunshot and something ripped through his arm. Blood seeped through the sleeve of his black sweater. Then he saw the man whose nose had been broken lying face down on the ground with a bullet hole in his back.