Chapter 6 C6

At that moment, elevator No. 1 stopped at the basement parking level. The elevator doors opened and Larry stepped out.

Cherry had already arrived at the car door. There was a pole between her and Larry.

Henry Max was astonished at how fast Cherry ran. Was this her hidden potential that was triggered by this dangerous situation?

He unlocked the car door using his remote and Cherry got in immediately.

Larry noticed one of her legs which was still outside of the car by the time he ran around the pole.

Henry reversed the car once he got in and it drifted swiftly. He was able to pull off tricky moves with his car due to his love for car racing.

In a short time, they managed to get away from the people who were chasing after them including Larry.

"Done." Henry grinned smugly, displaying an air of arrogance and ego of a 20-year-old.

"Don't rejoice so soon." Unlike him, Cherry was not that optimistic for she knew how powerful Larry was.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that there are people blocking the exit?" Henry was taken aback and immediately understood what she meant.

"That's possible." When the elevator stopped on the second floor, Cherry clearly overheard how the staff was going to block all the hotel's exits.

She was not sure whether it included the basement's exit. However, it was also not so easy for the hotel management to deploy so many people at once.

Thus, she still had a spark of hope.

"Which exit should we use then?" Henry became serious and asked for Cherry's opinion, which was a stark contrast to his usual haughty character.

"The nearest one." She picked the nearest exit as she was unsure of the situation. It was safer to leave as soon as possible.

Larry saw their car speeding away. Instead of chasing after it, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Steve, where are you? I'm already at the hotel. What on earth is going on?" Stanley's frantic voice blared out through the phone's speaker before Larry could say anything.

"How many people did you delegate to guard the basement parking level's exit?" Larry's voice was deep without much emotion expressed, but it still sparked Stanley's concern.

"Not that few. Each exit has about six to seven people." Stanley detected the change in Larry's intonation. "Haven't you caught them yet?"

"Bentley with a license plate ending with 666. I don't care how you do it, but you must seize them." Larry did not give a direct reply but his meaning was very clear.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll finish the job." As Chief of Police, Larry felt confident about this.

"What's happening? Why are there so many people?" Henry arrived at the nearest exit when he saw a sight that confused him. There were seven people in front of the exit who formed a human chain in an attempt to block the exit.

Henry could not accelerate his car. The consequences would be unthinkable if he sped forward towards the group of people.

He dared not take the risk.

Subconsciously, he slowed down.

Cherry pressed her lips together anxiously. Their way out had been blocked and the others were hot on their heels. It was only a matter of time before Larry caught up with them.

If they did not escape as soon as possible, they could probably end up dead.

"How about another exit? It's in the middle of the night and they can't possibly deploy so many people to block every single exit. And if they did, then we're simply unlucky." He was still hopeful.

"It's no use. They are wearing auxiliary police uniforms and aren't hotel staff. Auxiliary police patrols twenty-four hours at any location." Hence, there were definitely enough people to stand guard and using a different exit would not have helped.

"F*ck, what kind of grudge are they holding? Do they have to pursue in such an unforgiving manner?" It was then that He realized the seriousness of the situation. Had he not experienced this for himself, he would not have known how hard it would be to leave the hotel.

"Unforgiving?!" Cherry thought that the description was really appropriate.

"We could retreat first." Henry plotted carefully. He could not run over the human chain that was in front of them and refusing to retreat would only result in their capture.

"No." If they retreated, it would be the end for Cherry.

Henry turned to look at her with an expectant and skeptical manner. "Do you have a plan?"

"Just move forward." Cherry disregarded the human chain and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Won't someone get killed?" Even as Henry asked, he had already stepped on the pedal and accelerated.

"Nope." Cherry's voice was soft yet commanding.

Henry sped forward and approached the exit. The people making up the human chain shifted in their expressions but no one moved.

Henry narrowed his eyes but did not decelerate this time. He trusted Cherry's decision. For some reason, he fully trusted her at that moment.

They were now only about ten meters away from the exit.

Cherry suddenly stood up to open the sunroof and threw an object towards the human chain. "This is a German M-DN31 hand grenade! Feel how powerful it is!"

The hand grenade landed in front of the row of people and began to emit smoke. Without a doubt, the props supplied at the costume party were useful and effective.

"Bomb! It's a bomb! Run!" Everyone panicked and ran away at the sight of the activated grenade.

They were daring enough to take the risk when Henry was moving towards them. They were confident that he would not run over them.

However, a hand grenade was thrown at them. Who in their right mind would have dared to use his own body as a shield against a bomb?

Henry lost focus for a moment. Despite that, it did not affect his driving. He was a member of the hotel and had access to have enabled the barrier at the exit to ascend automatically and quickly.

The minute the crowd dispersed, he drove straight out of the exit.

The crowd regained their senses and realized that the hand grenade only emitted smoke but did not explode. They were shocked when they realized that Henry and Cherry had escaped.

"Sir, we couldn't stop them. They have escaped."

"What? They have escaped?" Mr. Stanley was astonished and could not believe his ears. "What happened?"

Larry, who was walking beside him, narrowed his eyes.

"That woman threw a hand grenade."

"Hand grenade? Why does she have a hand grenade? Did anyone get hurt?" Stanley inhaled deeply. His expression was grave and even his voice had changed.

On the other hand, twitched his eyebrows as if he had thought of something. His gaze was brutal and his threatening aura reappeared.