Kill Me, Heal Me

Chapter 123 Drive!

Two minutes left...

Just when Belle Ye felt that she could reach the port smoothly, the roar of motorcycles came from the dark alley.

Shit happened!

As she saw a dozen motorcycles surrounding the van, Belle’s heart missed a beat.

She realized that something was wrong, so she immediately tucked Frank Ye in her arms under the seat and held the fruit knife tightly in her right hand.

One of the people who surrounded them took out a gun and pointed to the back seat, "The woman inside! Get off the van!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the driver put down the back seat window and turned to look at Belle. "I’m sorry miss. Just so you know, this is not personal. Someone paid a high price for your death."

Belle just stared at him coldly, without moving.

"Get off! Or we get in!"

"Okay, I’m getting off." She replied, but no one could see the expression on her face in the dark alley.

Just when Belle got up, the driver remembered something, "Where is your...”

Before the last word got out of his mouth, a silver light suddenly dangled in front of the driver's eyes, and he felt a sharp object against his neck.

"Drive!" Belle grabbed the driver's hair from behind and put a fruit knife against his arteries.

"M...Miss. Ye...what do you want to do?" The driver felt his scalp numb and his body was stiff.

"Cut the crap. If you want to live, drive."

Belle originally wanted to leave with the help of the Ning family, but she lost the bet.

Yet for Frank, she could not just hold back!

If someone wanted her to die, she would not!

Belle yelled at the people outside the car: "If any of you fuckers make any sudden move, get another body bag for your partner then!" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The man with the gun froze for a moment but still said: "Come on girl, it's you versus all of us. Not to mention I hand a gun in my hand, so why don't you just come down and make tonight easy for every one of us."

Belle did not answer, but the knife against the driver's neck was slightly pushed by her.

Then, the driver screamed at once like the pig being slaughtered.

"Shoot me then! See if My knife will stab into his throat before your bullet into mine!"

These threats would surely panic the 18-year-old Belle Ye.

But now, as a woman who crawled out of hell, and for her own son, she was not afraid of anything.

"Who the fuck you think you are to rub me?! I haven’t killed anyone for two whole months, and I don’t mind to start killing now!"

After hearing her words, the driver and the people outside the car froze at the same time.

They knew she was the lady of the Ye family, so they thought this job had low risk and high rewards before taking it, while no one thought of a soft girl could turn into a goddess of death.

"DRIVE THE FUCKING VAN!" Belle's eyes were red as the blood, and when her hoarse scream sounded again behind his head like a devil, the driver almost peed on his pants. So he hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and turned the reverse plate.

The people around were so scared that they all scattered to the side, and the one with the gun did not fire at last, because the driver was indeed their accomplice, and if he fired, it was very likely to wound the driver accidentally.

"To the port! Then you let go of us and I’ll spare your life."

The driver did not dare to make any large movements and arrive at the port soon in two minutes.

"W...we’re here."

Belle looked out the window. There were still many passenger ships in the port. She asked the driver for the ID cards and the tickets that Abner Ning prepared in advance.

The driver seemed to be still hesitating, but after Belle pressed the handle of the knife, he was so frightened that he handed her the whole package of papers.

Finally... Belle breathed a sigh of relief.

But now, it was not time to relax.

She could not hold Frank Ye in her arms right now, so she whispered to him: "Frank, come out and go with Mommy."

Frank's head came out of the pedestal. He did not show any expressions of fear or surprise and just followed her very obediently.

Belle was still worried and looked around the car again to confirm that those people did not catch up. Then she took a deep breath before letting go all of a sudden and yanking the car door to rush out with Frank in her arms.