Chapter 703
Chapter 703 Punishment From Cal
Avery and Cal were forcibly shoved into an unlicensed vehicle by the female assassin.
With the barrel of the gun pressed against her head, Avery felt her heart pounding so hard that it was
as if it was about to leap out of her chest.
Yet, the little rascal in her arms was fearless, unafraid of anything in the world. He stared with his big,
round, dark eyes at the female assassin, boldly making eye contact with her. He even made a funny
face at her and curiously touched the gun in her hand.
“Little one, do you have a death wish?” The female assassin''s expression was particrly fierce as she
swiftly moved her gun to point at Cal''s little head.
Avery firmly held Cal in her arms, pressing the little one''s head against her chest, her expression
particrly rmed. “Don''t harm my baby,” she pleaded. “He''s still young. He doesn''t understand
anything. If you have any issues,e at me!”
She was puzzled as to why Cal was being so bold. The child was clearly very smart, always observant
and perceptive. Why was he showing no sense of safety now?
These people were all cold-blooded killers. What if they were provoked and decided to strike?
Nevertheless, Cal struggled, lifting his head from Avery''s embrace. His extremely handsome little face
had a smile on it as he met the gaze of the female assassin.
The little one surprisingly spoke in fluent Remdikian with his childish voice. “Miss, you are so beautiful.
Your skin is so lovely. I''ve been in Mocset for so long, but I''ve never seen ady as beautiful as you.
Are you an angel?”
The female assassin''s heart bloomed with joy upon receiving Cal''spliment. Her fierce expression
softened in an instant, and she couldn''t help but touch her own cheek, asking, “Really?”
“Of course it''s true, but you look too fierce. If you smile more often and show a kinder attitude toward
Mommy, you''ll look even more beautiful. If you keep being this fierce, no man will like you. My uncle
once said—no man likes a woman who is always fierce...” Cal lectured the female assassin like an
adult.
Despite being such a young child, still carrying the scent of milk, his mature demeanor was irresistibly
amusing.
“Cal, what are you doing?”
Avery couldn''t understand what her son was saying to thedy, but she was afraid that her son might
provoke the woman. Annoyed, she tugged at his little ear. “These people are not good. You must not
provoke them...”
The icy gaze of the female assassin suddenly shot toward Avery.
Avery immediately held Cal tightly, forcing herself to stay calm. “What do you want?”
The female assassin found herself agreeing with the child''s logic. Even though her expression
remained cold, her attitude toward Avery noticeably softened as she sneered, “Rest assured, I won''t
deal with you myself. I''ll hand you over to Ms. Cassieter... Heh, you won''t be so lucky by then
though!”
With Cal''s trantion, Avery''s unease only deepened.
Who was Cassie, and why was she after the mother and son?
On the gloomy, winding road, only three cars were on it. Suddenly, heavy rain began to fall from the
sky.
As Avery gazed at the inexplicably familiar surroundings, waves of restlessness surged within her, one
stronger than thest. That was because this was the very ce where tragedy struck Cayden.
The air inside the vehicle was particrly stifling. Even Cal seemed to sense this unusually eerie
atmosphere.
He nestled quietly and obediently into Avery''s arms, no longer speaking.
A few inky-ck crows swept through the forest, their cawing sounds only serving to increase one''s
irritation.
The female assassin''s senses were sharper than most, and she naturally picked up on the unusual
atmosphere. She switched on her wireless microphone and issued amand to everyone. “This is a
danger zone—everyone, stay alert and be on your guard!”
No sooner had her words fallen than a fleet of ck sedans suddenly appeared in front of the car,
lining up in a row.
On such a rainy night, the sudden appearance of so many ck sedans was eerily unsettling,
inevitably arousing suspicion.
The female assassin noticeably tightened her grip on her gun. She nced at the rearview mirror,
noticing that the road behind them was also blocked by a row of sedans. They werepletely
surrounded, front and back, their escape route effectively cut off.
Rainy days were already annoying enough, and now, just as she was about to break free from this
danger zone, her path was blocked. The female assassin was on the verge of cursing out loud.
Avery tightly held Cal in her arms, clueless about what was happening. However, her intuition told her
that a fierce battle might be imminent.
She wouldn''t mind if something happened to her, but she didn''t want anything to happen to Cal.
The assassins reacted extremely quickly, firing at the cars without even waiting for the female
assassin''smand.
The intense sounds of gunfire echoed back and forth, filling the air. For a moment, howls of pain were
everywhere, so intertwined that it was impossible to distinguish which side they wereing from.
Suddenly, two earth-shattering explosions rang out.
The two military vehicles trailing behind the female assassin''s car were sted into the air!
Chilling wails echoed incessantly, startling the birds into flight in the forest. A horrifying mist of blood
sprayed onto the windshield of the car.
The sight of the flowing blood made Avery almost scream in shock.
She tightly covered Cal''s ears and eyes, shielding him from the gruesome sight of blood and gore.
Right then, she wished she could sprout wings and fly Cal to safety.
But such thoughts were somewhat pacified the moment she saw Taron emerging from the frontmost
car, calming her previously anxious heart instantly.
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The man stood tall and lean, his face handsome and profound. He looked prideful, his bright, icy blue
eyes staring down at the remaining assassins as if they were nothing more than insignificant ants.
“Sh*t!” Upon seeing that the person who appeared was Taron, the female assassin spoke with
bloodthirsty killing intent. “001, ram into him for me!”
At this moment, the female assassin was indeed feeling somewhat anxious.
She had underestimated Taron''s power after all. Their mission was covert, their route constantly
changing, but she hadn''t expected Taron to pinpoint their location so quickly. Just how deep did this
man''s influence run? It was truly terrifying!
She roughly dragged Avery and her child out of the car, pressing the cold muzzle of the gun against
their heads. She snarled menacingly at Taron, “Order your dogs to back off. Let my people go, or I''ll kill
them right here and now!”
Avery was trembling as she held Cal. She was about to whisper someforting words when,
unexpectedly, the unafraid Cal waved at Taron, saying, “Mr. Taron, you''rete. As punishment, you
have to be my horse and let me ride you tonight...”
“Sure!” Taron fondly smiled at Cal.
The man, getting soaked in the rain, strode steadily and gracefully toward Avery.
Behind him, a subordinate was holding an umbre over his head, hastily following in his wake.
“Don''te any closer, or I swear I''ll kill her right now...” The female assassin was clearly panicking.
She hadn''t expected Taron to bepletely unfazed by her threat.
With a contemptuous nce, Taron ignored the female assassin. Such a minor character was hardly
worth his time to converse with!
The female assassin panicked. Just as she was about to pull the trigger, a loud gunshot rang out. A
lethal bullet suddenly pierced her skull. With her eyes wide open in a death stare, she copsed
instantly.