Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 240 - 239 A mighty aura, daring to kill with a gun? (2 more updates)

Chapter 240: 239 A mighty aura, daring to kill with a gun? (2 more updates)

For a moment, Ryan Wells felt as if all his strength had been drained away. Martin Yates raised an eyebrow and commanded, "Put down the stool!"

Ryan Wells, crazy as he might be,

was still afraid of dying!

Breathing rapidly, he resentfully put down the stool.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. With a gun pointed at him, his heart raced unconsciously, and he tentatively asked, "Are you a cop?"

Was Zoe Bell so lucky?

If it was a cop, dealing with today’s situation would be difficult.

But he had a mental illness certificate, as long as he hired a good lawyer, everything could be twisted in his favour. Just claim it was a mental breakdown, an accidental incident, and he could bluff his way out.

Zoe Bell was so frightened that she was frozen in place.

Why did her uncle have such a thing?

It would be one thing if it were overseas,

but in this country, possessing firearms is a crime.

"Comrade, please calm down, there’s just some misunderstanding between us," Ryan Wells tried to explain.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Martin Yates suddenly moved quickly forward, kicking him in the chest.

"Misunderstandings?"

"A man and woman alone in a room, she’s screaming for help, and you call this a misunderstanding?" Martin Yates scoffed.

"Comrade, that’s because you don’t know the full story!" Ryan Wells explained, "It’s this slut who seduced me!"

Zoe Bell: (O_o)??

Outside the door, Wyatt Hale couldn’t help but peek in.

What the hell was this guy talking about?

He must be retarded!

"Why do you love to meddle so much?" Outside the door, in addition to him, Tim Payne was also there.

The man tied up at the side with his mouth sealed was sweating cold sweat because, at the window by the corridor, someone was making a call.

That was...

Finn Hale, from the Hale Family!

Who exactly was Zoe Bell?

How did she bring all these big shots together?

Ryan Wells, unaware of the situation outside, mistook Martin Yates for a cop. After all, there wasn’t any surveillance in the locker room, just him and Zoe Bell. The truth could easily be distorted.

"So you’re saying, she seduced you?" Martin Yates played with the gun in his hands.

"Officer, you don’t know, she’s the kind that men keep, someone who’d do anything for money. She is nothing but lowly trash," he accused.

"She intentionally lured me, and now she’s crying for help."

"I suspect she’s trying to set me up for blackmail. I beg you to serve me justice."

Zoe Bell knew he was shameless, but never thought he’d stoop so low.

Martin Yates wore a cold expression, unreadable.

Ryan Wells, thinking his words had an effect, quickly said, "If you don’t believe me, you could check her relationship with William Hale. She’s been passed around by countless men, second-hand goods."

"I was just momentarily blinded by lust, that’s why I was seduced by her."

"Comrade, I need you to believe me, I am a good citizen!"

Zoe Bell found it laughable.

He truly was shameless.

Martin Yates nodded and beckoned him closer with a finger, "Come here."

Ryan Wells thought he wanted to have a private talk.

If he could settle tonight’s incident with a bit of money, that would be ideal. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and sheepishly offered it but was instead met with a fierce punch!

He stumbled back, falling to the ground.

"Damn it, so what if you’re a cop? You’re getting too full of yourself!"

Ryan Wells was just trying to get up.

But he hadn’t expected that Martin Yates would move swiftly towards him, kicking him hard in the groin.

A scream—

Shrill and terrifying.

It sent a shudder down the spines of the onlookers outside the door.

Tim Payne clenched his teeth.

This...

His uncle wasn’t going to accidentally kill someone, was he?

He said he was always in control, right?

Tim Payne rushed inside, only to see his uncle stepping on Ryan Wells’s wrist. The severe pain coursing through his fingers caused him to convulse in agony.

"Men who can’t control their lower halves are no different from beasts!"

"So what if you’re a cop? Acting like this is against the law!" Ryan Wells yelled out.

"You didn’t break the law?" Wyatt Hale jumped out.

"You’re just scum, a beast, you deserved to be beaten to death."

"With that sort of guts, letting you bully Lucas, you bastard!"

...

Lucas?

It was only then that Ryan Wells suddenly snapped back to reality.

He looked at Zoe Bell, this bitch, setting herself up as bait, deliberately leading him into a trap?

"Bitch, you’re screwing me over!" Ryan Wells screamed.

"Screwing you over? Well, that would require Young Master Wells to give us the opportunity, wouldn’t it?" Finn Hale walked into the locker room.

Ryan Wells didn’t recognize the Payne Family Members, but he was very familiar with Finn Hale. After the incident back then, he knew all the faces of the Hale Family by heart, as his parents had instructed him to steer clear whenever a member of the Hale Family appeared.

He was panting heavily, "You... why have you come?"

"If I hadn’t come, wouldn’t I have missed a great show?" Finn Hale’s demeanor was chill, looking at him with an undisturbed gaze in his eyes.

It was as if...

He was looking at trash!

"What are you trying to pull!" Ryan Wells, seeing he was overwhelmingly outnumbered, instantaneously panicked. Catching sight of the gun in Martin Yates’ hand, he gritted his teeth, "Are you really planning to kill me?"

"You couldn’t possibly be a cop, could you? In this country, to illegally possess firearms—are you tired of living?"

"I promise I won’t report you for having firearms. As for tonight’s incident, don’t pursue my responsibility either, and we can just call it even." Ryan Wells’ wrist was hurting terribly.

"You’re bargaining with me?" Martin Yates chuckled lowly.

His foot stomped down hard—

Accompanied by an even more agonizing scream.

"Crack!" suddenly,

His wrist bone was ruthlessly crushed.

Outside, the torrential rain washed the world, drowning out his screams, and Wyatt Hale, frightened by Martin Yates’ aggressive aura, scrambled to stand by his sister-in-law’s side.

This was too brutal!

My goodness, luckily it’s one of our own.

Ryan Wells lay on the ground, curling his body, wailing in pain.

Martin Yates had already retracted his foot, stepped back, and looked down at him with cold eyes, "How does it feel to have your hand broken down alive?"

"Madman! I’m telling you, this isn’t the end! Merely for your illegal possession of firearms, you’ll have enough to land you in jail!" Ryan Wells, enduring the acute pain in his wrist, yelled at the top of his lungs.

"That depends on whether you’ll live to leave this hospital."

While speaking, Martin Yates raised his gun, aiming it at his forehead.

Ryan Wells’ body shuddered.

He hadn’t expected to encounter someone crazier than himself.

Zoe Bell’s pupils dilated.

All she had wanted was for Ryan Wells to show his true colors voluntarily. She certainly also wanted him dead, but murder was illegal, and there was no sense in ruining the rest of her life over such a rotten person.

She wanted to step forward and stop it, but was blocked by Tim Payne.

Tim Payne shook his head at her.

The next second,

Martin Yates had slowly pulled the trigger.

Ryan Wells turned deathly pale with fright, accompanied by a thunderclap outside.

Martin Yates stood holding the gun, exuding a fierce aura.

His movement to pull the trigger was slow and deliberate, emitting an indescribable chill, an oppressive presence.

Abroad, Martin Yates had seen worse.

He wasn’t married, without children; he was wildly uncaring in his actions.

Ryan Wells gazed at the dark muzzle, his breathing growing increasingly difficult, thinking of asking for help, while Finn Hale leaned casually against a locker, observing with cold indifference.

The feeling of being on the brink of death left his brain oxygen-starved.

The next second,

He ended up so scared that he wet himself.

Martin Yates looked down, saw his wet crotch, and chuckled.

"Click—" The trigger was pulled.

A blue flame flicked out of the "barrel."

This was...

A lighter!

Martin Yates laughed out loud, "Who told you this was a gun? It’s not illegal to hold a lighter, right?"

Ryan Wells breathed a sigh of relief, his body slumping to the ground like a lump of mud.

Zoe Bell also took a breath of relief, scared to death.

"What are you afraid of, your uncle knows what he’s doing," Tim Payne whispered in a low voice.