Chapter 436


    Chapter 436 Tabatha, Come Here!


    Why though?


    Everything was clearly moving in a positive direction!


    “p, p…” Apuse echoed through the empty mountains, piercing yet clear.


    I looked towards the source of the sound, it wasn’t anyone else, it was Ezra, who had originally left with


    the delivery team. He was standing not far away at that moment, the sound made by his distinctively


    jointed hands was so piercing.


    “Tabatha, thank you for killing him for me.” He smirked, hisughter devilishly charming, “All these


    years, I’ve been thinking about how to kill this cop who’s been wasting my food. I didn’t expect you to


    take the trouble off my hands.”


    I furrowed my brows, staring at him nkly, not understanding what he was saying.


    “Father!” A deep, roaring voice suddenly came, a voice that was long- lost yet familiar.


    My breath hitched sharply as I turned around, only to see Stanley rushing over from outside the electric


    fence, and a sorrowful Walter, his gaze fixed intently on Michael beside me, who had already stopped


    breathing, panting heavily.


    Secondster, he looked at me, his gaze falling on the hand in which I held the curved knife. He


    seemed as if struck by lightning, looking at me in disbelief, his voice hoarse with despair. “Tabatha…”


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    In just a few seconds, I finally realized what Ezra’s words meant earlier.


    Trap, everything was a trap, the game had been set up since I arrived at the border, just waiting for this


    moment.


    I hastily withdrew my hand, looking at Walter shaking his head. I wanted to tell him that it wasn’t as he


    saw, but my hands were covered in Michael’s blood. Only I was here with Michael, from everyone’s


    arrival, I was the only one by Michael’s side before, and there were Ezra’s words just now.


    Seeing Michael, no, he should be called Elliott, who had already stopped breathing, Walter almost


    didn’t care about the electric grid, desperately trying to break through it. Thankfully, Stanley desperately


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    stopped him.


    Once touched, that electric grid would electrocute you to death.


    Realizing all this, I looked at Ezra. He was looking at me, his thin lips indifferent, his dark eyes still cold,


    but the color of his smugness was particrly ring.


    Meeting my gaze, he slightly curved his lips, carrying a hint of sarcasm, as if to say, see, all of you are


    under my control.


    Sorrow and anger made me desperately want to kill Ezra at that moment. I pulled out the curved knife


    embedded in Elliott’s chest and charged at Ezra like a madman.


    But before I could reach him, I was held back by Sebastian behind him. Seeing my anger, Ezra said,


    “Let go!”


    These words were addressed to Sebastian. Sebastian frowned, puzzled,


    “Sir!”


    “Let her go!” Ezra spoke again.


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    Sebastian let go of me, and I tightly gripped the curved knife in my


    hand, stabbing at him without a moment’s hesitation. But in the end, I had overestimated myself.


    Before the curved de could touch him, I was stopped by him. He seized the hand I was holding the


    knife with, and turned me around to encircle me in his arms, holding me tightly. He lowered his voice


    and whispered in my car, “Tabatha, if you kill me, these people won’t survive.”


    The people he referred to, of course, were Walter and his group.


    I stiffened, staring at the man outside the electric fence whom I hadn’t seen for a long time. He was


    silent, his eyes glowing red as he watched everything inside the fence.


    Elliott had died, the father he had been searching for ten years had also died.


    The despair he was feeling at that moment, I couldn’t describe. I knew how much Walter’s heart was


    aching Suppressing the anger in his heart, he took a deep breath and looked at Ezra, asking, “What


    exactly do you want to do?”


    Ezra didn’t answer my question. Instead, he looked up at the man outside the electric grid and said with


    a smirk, “Mr. Hinton hase a long way. We failed to wee him properly. Why don’t we invite Mr.


    Hinton in quickly?”


    Hearing his words, Sebastian gestured to the people behind him, activated the electric grid, and let


    Walter and his group in.


    Walter walked over to Elliott, looking at the breathless corpse, his thin lips tightly pressed together. His


    face was cold and sorrowful, yet not a single tear fell from start to finish. He just calmly squatted in front


    of Elliott, slowly raising his hand to cover Elliott’s unblinking eyes,


    closing them for him.


    After calmly finishing everything, he slowly stood up, looked towards us, his gaze heavily falling on me.


    After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice as low and restrained as ever, “Tabatha,e here.”