I Transmigrated and Got a Husband and a Son

Chapter 616 - 620

CHAPTER 616: [Bonus chapter]Emergency stairs

[VENUE]

"Silas!"

Silas ran as fast as he could and jumped to the end of the hallway, rolling to the ground to dodge the bullets coming from behind him. He clenched his teeth and winced, feeling the sting on his leg.

"That bastard!" he roared through his gritted teeth, assisting himself until he was sitting with his back against the wall. "Dominic, are you crazy!?"

"Come out!" Dominic yelled back, marching through the hallway, where he caught Silas. After following the trail of blood, he soon caught up to Silas. He didn't know how injured the man was, but from what he had seen, it seemed it wasn't a major injury. Silas could still move swiftly, after all.

"Let's settle this tonight, Silas!" he roared once more, pistol raised and firing another shot at the corner where Silas was hiding. "No one's retreating! Let's kill each other!"

Silas clicked his tongue in annoyance, knowing Dominic was simply courageous because he was injured... a little.

"Drop your weapon and I'll really settle things tonight!" Silas roared back, sliding his back against the wall as he rose to his feet.

BANG!

Silas jolted and ducked a little. When he turned his head, he caught some dent in the wall near his head as the bullet bounced aimlessly.

'This bastard!' he cursed inwardly, lifting the rifle he looted earlier. 'He's only tough because he now got the upper hand!'

Fighting Dominic should be easy, he thought. However, if Silas wasted even a second with him, then his chances of escape would slim. Right now, Silas had grown aware that Dominic turned the tables and now got the upper hand. Therefore, instead of confronting them even further, Silas had to take a strategic retreat.

"Dominic!" Silas yelled back as he glanced at the vase at the end of the hallway. Through it, he could see Dominic's tiny figure approaching. If his calculations were correct, Dominic was just halfway through the hallway at the moment.

"If I were you, worry about your wife and family instead of following me!" he yelled once again, raising his rifle as he kept his eyes on the vase. "But if you really want to die, then be my guest!"

BANG BANG BANG!

When the vase shattered and the ear-splitting gunshots resonated across every corner of the hallway, Dominic instinctively jumped to the side and took cover. Fortunately, he was standing just right beside a room and he immediately got in to hide.

"Tch!" Silas clicked his tongue in irritation, looking over the wall he was hiding, only to see no one. This time, he caught the open door on the side, irritating him more. He didn't see that door through the vase.

"That lucky bastard," he muttered but didn't dwell on it. Instead, Silas used this chance to get away. He held his rifle securely, jogging away that led him to the stairs. He specifically ignored the elevator, knowing he couldn't be in one, afraid he'd get trapped inside.

"Silas!"

As he reached the grand stairs inside another event hall, Silas heard Dominic's faint voice. He stopped momentarily, looking back from where he came from.

"That persistent fucker," he snapped his tongue again but then resumed in his jogs. When he reached the second floor, he looked over the mezzanine, only to see Dominic on the ground floor.