Chapter 2108

Chapter 2108Chapter 2108 Waylon jumped backward and evaded it, but that man wasn‘t going to rest. He attacked
with his legs, but Waylon blocked him with his arins. The powerful kick numbed Waylon‘s arms.
The man clamored. “You‘re quite a fighter, huh?”
He put on brass knuckles, seeming to want to fight Waylon to death, and charged.
Cameron showed up at that moment and grabbed him by his arms. The man quickly got out of her grasp,
and a sharp punch flew toward Cameron.
She took a step back, but the man did a leg sweep. Cameron grabbed onto the man‘s shoulder, jumped
behind him, and did a back kick. The man raised his arm to block but had to take two steps backward to
absorb the impact.
Waylon and Cameron attacked at the same time, and the man started fighting both of them. They had to
work together to barely get the upper hand because the man was really strong. He kept backing up
because of their attacks and wiped the blood from his mouth. He then quickly pulled out his gun.
Cameron yelled toward Waylon. “Watch out!”
She threw the dagger that was in her sleeve.
Waylon couldn‘t get out of the way when the gunshot echoed, and the bullet struck his arm. He jerked
backward and hit a tree because of the recoil.
On the other hand, the dagger landed in the man‘s throat. His eyes grew big as he fell backward onto the
grass. Cameron was drained of energy. She walked toward Waylon while trying to catch her breath, then
saw that he was holding onto his arm while his face was pale. Blood was sipping out through his fingers.
“Don‘t squeeze your wound.” Cameron moved his hand away and saw a bloody mess under the torn
sleeve. Something came to her mind that made her remove her wig. She snapped the rubber band off, and her
long, dark hair fell behind her back like a waterfall.
She tied the rubberband on his arm on top of the wound to help reduce the blood loss and helped him sit
on the ground. Cameron then got up, went through their belongings, found a lighter, and heated the
blade.
Waylon’s face turned paler while he looked at her.
Cameron walked over with a bag, knelt next to him, and handed the bag that was used to carry clips.
“Bite onto that. I‘m going to remove the bullet.” He smiled painfully while sweat formed on his forehead.
“Are you sure you can do that?” She glared at him. “You can reject my offer if you don‘t want to keep
your arm.” Waylon looked at her, took the bag, and put it in his mouth.
The moment the dagger cut his arm, Waylon gave a muffled scream while his eyes turned red and the
veins on his neck popped up. Beads of sweat started pouring from his head and soaked his face.
His arm was in so much pain that he no longer felt anything when the bullet came out. Cameron wanted
to get the medical kit from the car. She got up and said, “Wait for me here.” She then immediately ran
back toward the car.
Waylon leaned against the tree. He was groggy while the woods were eerily quiet, as if he was
alone there. Loneliness and despair started swallowing him.
He felt cold, as if the heat had left his body. Was he going to die there?
Waylon closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
Sunny was anxious because they couldn‘t get in touch with the two of them, as if they had disappeared.
Daisie was worried as well because she was afraid that something might have happened to them. At that moment, Nollace and Mahina walked in.
He asked, “How is it?”
Mahina replied, “We heard that Cameron and Mr. Goldmann were lost around the countryside,
and cars were chasing after them with guns.” Daisie got up. “Why is this happening!?” Wasn‘t she
Manuel‘s target? Why were Waylon and Cameron in danger too?