Sweet Love Contract

Chapter 42 Eliminate The Root

With a frown, Yara took a look at Wanda and said, "calm down, John. I'll call Quincy back now."

Looking at the phone, Quincy found that it was a call from Yara. His aunt had never called him when he

was working. Was there something wrong with No.3 Mansion? He had been very worried today,

because just now, John's men protected him and ran away, and he hadn't been found yet.

He looked at the phone and answered it.

"Where are you?"

"Working."

"Either you come back immediately, or you only would see Wanda's ..." She didn't say the last word.

Hearing that, Quincy's heart sank. His knuckles holding the phone turned white. In a low voice, he

asked, "is it John?"

"Yes!"

"Aunt, tell him that I'll wait for him at his home and ask him to bring Wanda to me."

After hanging up the phone, Yara told John everything that Quincy had said.

John left with Wanda. Seeing her red eyes, Yara hurriedly followed her. John pointed at Wanda's neck

with the knife and said, "get out of here, all of you."

"Don't be afraid. Quincy will keep you safe." Yara could only shout at Wanda.

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About twenty minutes later, John drove back to the parking lot of his house. After entering the elevator,

he pushed Wanda inside, and he blocked the door of the elevator by himself. He looked at her with a

murderous look in his eyes, and Wanda kept shrinking into the corner.

The blood was still dripping from his mouth corner. It couldn't tell where he was injured, but John didn't

seem to feel any pain. All of a sudden, he grinned and looked at Wanda with a cold smile. "Even if I die

today, I will take you with me. It's all your fault. You followed the wrong person. You followed the wrong

person!"

"I didn't!" "Mr. John, there must be some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Quincy. Let's talk it

through," said Wanda, although she knew it was useless to say anything now Her voice was as

trembling as she was now, struggling powerlessly.

"Cut the crap!" The elevator stopped and John dragged her to open the door.

As soon as she entered, Wanda saw three people kneeling in the room, and a young man was

kneeling in front of Quincy and constantly kowtowing to beg for mercy. With a roar, John pulled her in

front of him and put the knife on her neck again. Wanda stared at Quincy, tears streaming down her

face again.

"Dad, help me."

"Mr. John!"

The three people kneeling on the ground were all crying and looking at John. Wanda looked at the girl

kneeling on the ground whose eyes were full of fear of death. She should be much younger than

Wanda, sixteen or seven years old. The boy was twenty years old, still childish. When Wanda looked

into their eyes, she cried even harder. The fight between Quincy and John would only sacrifice those

innocent people. They had to follow them and be afraid.

Quincy smiled coldly, "are you making a desperate struggle? Just now, you said that one life for

another life. Okay, I'll fulfill your wish. There are four people here, and four people can only live one.

You can choose by yourself."

John shouted, "now I'm the dealer. I have the final say. Now your woman is in my hands. I want you to

let go of my family immediately. What happened between you and me has nothing to do with them!"

"Why don't you think so earlier? I didn't want to disturb them at first. But I didn't expect you to go to my

place and ask for trouble. John, we've been fine for so many years, but you're getting more and more

greedy now. I can pretend that I haven't seen what you've done secretly. But this time, you're targeting

me. You can only blame yourself for being stupid. "

Quincy kick the young man under his feet to the ground and walked up to John. John stabbed the knife

into Wanda's neck a bit. She took a deep breath in pain, but didn't make a sound. Maybe it was

because she was numb with pain, or maybe she didn't want to distract Quincy.

"Do you really think you can defeat me with those people? You can't wait to cooperate with them and

become their pawn. Look, now your retribution is coming, right? Let go of my people. Maybe I can give

you another way to live!"

"Bullshit! Do you think I will believe what you said? 'Quincy, the king of the underworld, hahaha! Well, I

lost this time. I admit defeat! But there is a rule that one's wife and children are innocent. I'll give my life

to you, and you let my family go." Finally, John said something soft and slapped himself. "Let them go!"

"Let them go? Okay!" Quincy walked over and dragged Wanda back from John gently. "After all, we

have fought against each other so many years. I just want to save your face. If you want to die with

dignity, we won't interfere."

Wanda was shocked. Quincy's voice was so cold and flat, as if he was talking about something to eat

later.

John looked at his family with red eyes.

At this time, Quincy reached his hands out and covered Wanda's eyes.

"No, father."

"No, Mr. John. Honey... "

Wanda took off Quincy's hands and said with crying, "can you..."

"Shut up!" John shouted.

"Don't forget what you promised me. Otherwise, I won't haunt you even I die," he added

"Of course." Quincy sneered.

Looking at the man in front of her, Wanda felt that he was so strange and terrible.

John pressed the knife against his heart. Wanda heard the endless screams while Quincy said

impatiently, "it's so noisy." He walked up to John, but his hand was still covering Wanda's eyes. When

Wanda wanted to drag his hand, Quincy whispered, "it's bloody. Don't look at it. Guards, take Wanda

out." There was a hint of banter in his tone, which shocked Wanda more.

"Mr. John, you are a gang member. How could you believe that there are ghosts in the world? If there is

really a ghost, I'm afraid you have already died hundreds of times. But since you want to die so much,

I'm not willing to fulfill your wish. Give you to the police and I'll collect the evidence of your crime. Do

you think this result will surprise you?"

With his arm around Wanda's shoulder, Quincy walked towards the door and said coldly, "do you know

what to do? Hurry up."

"Yes, Mr. Quincy."

Behind her came the cry and wail of John's family. The moment the door was closed, Wanda pushed

away Quincy with great strength and wanted to rush in. But the latter reached out to stop her and

asked coldly, "what are you doing?"

Wanda shouted hysterically, "you promised to spare his family just now. Why did you do that? They are

all innocent and have never done anything wrong to you. Those two children are still so young. How

can you be so cruel?"

"Heartless? It's not your turn to judge my work. Or do you want to go inside and accompany them on

the way?" Quincy Looked at Wanda coldly.