Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 580 - 319 The Hatred of a Severed Hand, Danger Strikes_3

Two men were standing and exchanging a few words. When Daniel Parker’s call came through and Atlas Hallow dashed out like a gust of wind, Joshua Hughes also received a report from the bodyguards.

His entire heart was seized with a fierce grip, and his handsome face was taut. For a split second, he felt a sense of utter chaos.

Joshua Hughes broke out in a cold sweat. He had been prepared, but he didn’t expect Vincent Hunter’s move to be so swift, striking right at the hotel entrance.

The danger arrived so quickly, it was as if he could hear her tears falling, one by one, pattering onto his heart.

"Contact the chief of police, have them activate the tracking, and notify all patrols to intercept that white van." While arranging this, he rushed out of the hotel, flooring the gas pedal and connecting to the police’s tracking system at the fastest speed. When the signal began to appear on the car’s screen, his handsome face showed anxiety and heartache, as he sped rapidly toward the indicated direction.

Watching the tiny red dot moving on the screen in the car, the furious crimson in his eyes grew ever more intense...

The gas pedal was pushed to its maximum, and the phone rang. He glanced at it and answered the call.

Julian Carter’s voice came from the other end: "I’ve already sent everyone over. Edward Parker has also gathered his men. Where are you?"

Having worked under Joshua Hughes for many years, he had long since developed a keen sense of smell. Danger was closing in on them.

Their earlier move was so ruthless, and with Vincent Hunter having only that sole heir, for revenge and to eliminate the future threat, he would do whatever it takes to keep them from leaving Las Vegas.

He had no real way to compete with Joshua Hughes, except that here, Las Vegas was his territory, with plenty of manpower. That’s why he had summoned everyone who could arrive quickly, and Edward Parker had also begun to gather his forces.

"Screech------" The car came to a sharp halt, the screeching brakes particularly jarring, as the white van stopped at the mouth of an old alley. Las Vegas is a peculiar place; at night, you can always see the dazzling lights, the intoxicating allure, with high-end entertainment venues mingled with casinos. But deep within its core, these usual neighbors show signs of decay and dilapidation.

It was that van. Joshua Hughes drove so fast that he almost collided with its rear.

His eyes were blood-red, staring at the empty van interior, while the alley behind it connected to the road, accessible in every direction, he was on the brink of losing his mind.

Vincent Hunter was like a mad dog, capable of anything. He knew Avery Jane was merely bait, meant to lure him here; his true target was him, though he likely harbored carnal intentions toward Avery as well.

At this thought, a fiery rage burned in Joshua Hughes’ deep eyes, as if he intended to turn the world to ashes.

With a calm glance at the alley, realizing they had just gotten out of the car, he could even feel her warmth on the car seat; they hadn’t gone far. He strode into the alley, knowing the car wouldn’t stop here for no reason. One hand went to his waist, and a small pistol was gripped in his large hand. Today, he was ready to unleash a slaughter; whoever dared to harm his beloved woman, he would send them to Inferno.

As Joshua Hughes rushed into the most dangerous area, Charlotte Miller was also being wheeled into the operating room...