This familiar scene was exactly the same as when he used the bio-virus to kill the current President of the United States, Adam Benford.
However, this also made Simmons realize that Carla really wanted him dead. Since that was the case,
he wouldn't show any mercy next. As soon as he caught his breath, he, Simmons, would immediately launch a fierce counterattack against Carla!
"BOSS, let's go. Head for the fire escape stairs. Once we reach F12, we must leave this Hotel Building immediately. It's no longer safe here!"
At this moment, the Middle-aged Bodyguard didn't have time to worry about Simmons' expression and hurriedly continued to urge him.
After all, dozens of bodyguards couldn't hold out for long.
Seeing this, Simmons knew he couldn't stay any longer. He grabbed the only laptop and, dressed in a white bathrobe, ran toward the fire escape stairs at the end of the corridor.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!!
Bursts of gunfire continued to ring out.
Under the cover of dozens of bodyguards acting as a rearguard, Simmons and his Personal Bodyguard successfully reached the fire escape entrance.
Without any hesitation, they headed down toward F12. The sound of their footsteps echoed clearly in the stairwell.
Carla, hiding in the shadows, heard these frantic footsteps and immediately curled her lips into a smile behind the cracked door.
Her plan had succeeded.
Simmons had been driven right to her.
And hearing that there were only two people, it made things even easier for Carla. After all, with just two people, she could subdue them at any time!
Clack, clack, clack...
"After this is over, immediately order the assassins of the Family Organization to find that crazy woman Carla and kill her on sight."
"She already has the intent to kill me. Even if she has the c-virus research data, she's useless now. We must get rid of her quickly, understood?"
As they hurried downstairs,
Simmons didn't forget to give serious instructions to the Personal Bodyguard beside him. Since Carla dared to attack him, Simmons didn't plan to let the crazy woman off easily.
But Simmons had no idea
that the Carla he was obsessing over was quietly waiting for him at the fire escape entrance, and the Personal Bodyguard was too busy memorizing Simmons' orders
to notice Carla hiding in the corner.
Just as the two were about to pass through the fire escape entrance, a black figure silently appeared behind them in an instant.
Click...!
Bang—!!!
Without any hesitation,
taking advantage of the fact that neither Simmons nor the bodyguard had noticed her, Carla instantly drew the pistol from her thigh and pulled the trigger.
A single headshot killed the Personal Bodyguard next to Simmons.
The bullet instantly pierced his head. The bodyguard collapsed in shock, and the blood from his exploding head splattered all over Simmons' bathrobe.
...
Simmons, who had been talking incessantly, was suddenly stunned.
A buzzing sound continued in his ears, and the Personal Bodyguard he had been talking to had already fallen before him.
Clack, clack, clack...
"Were you looking for me just now, Simmons?"
"How unfortunate, I've already come to find you first. Quite unexpected and a surprise, isn't it...?!"
The crisp sound of high-heeled leather boots slowly echoed behind Simmons, accompanied by a familiar voice. However, in Simmons' heart, it was no different from the death knell of the Grim Reaper.
"Don't be impulsive...!"
Left with no choice,
Simmons could only slowly raise his hands in surrender, then slowly turn around. In an instant, he saw Carla in her red scarf and blue deep-V evening gown.
Her elegant and capable short black hair gave her a heroic look, making her look very similar to Ada. This caused Simmons, who hadn't seen her in a long time, to be unable to distinguish whether the woman in front of him was Carla or Ada.
Of course...
Perhaps due to the inner desires at play, Simmons didn't directly call out Carla's name, but instead called out with a hint of expectation:
"Ada..."
"Is it you? Or... are you Carla...?!"
And without a doubt,
these words caused Carla to frown deeply, her expression showing utter disgust toward Simmons.
Admittedly,
she did like Simmons very much.
They hadn't even seen each other for a long time. Although Carla hated Simmons, the feelings of longing from their long separation also made Carla hold a tiny bit of hope for him.
But now...
Carla realized she was wrong, terribly wrong.
Even now, Simmons' heart was still thinking about that woman Ada. He clearly saw that she was Carla,
yet he still harbored expectations.
This left Carla incredibly disappointed and heartbroken.
As expected, this man was no longer worth a single shred of her affection. It would be best for this man to just hurry up and die!
"Shut up—!!!"
"I am not that stupid woman Ada Wong, Simmons. I am very disappointed in you now. I really want to kill you with one shot,"
"but thinking about what you've done to me, I must torture you properly to satisfy my hatred. Wait to receive my wrath!"
Seeing him as beyond saving,
Carla directly barked at Simmons in a low, cold voice, then pressed the dark, cold muzzle of the gun against Simmons' ear.
Bang—!!!
"Ah!!!!"
The next second,
a gunshot rang out.
In the fire escape stairwell, besides the deafening gunshot, there was also a miserable scream. Simmons had become a man with one ear.
His left ear was blown apart by Carla's shot, and blood immediately spread down Simmons' neck. The ear is one of the least fatal parts of the human body.
Blown apart by a single shot, although there was a lot of bleeding, the speed of clotting was also fast, so it wouldn't cause Simmons to bleed to death.
This was a small punishment from Carla for Simmons...!
At the same time, it was an appetizer. She would take the remaining main course back to savor slowly. After all, through the conversation just now, Carla no longer had any lingering hope for Simmons.
"Simmons, I suggest you shut your mouth and don't make those unpleasant, pig-like screams!"
"Also, you must follow my orders now. If you dare to disobey or talk back, the next shot will be for your other ear. Get moving, do you hear me?"
Looking at Simmons clutching his ear and screaming in pain, a sense of vengeful pleasure finally surged in Carla's heart as she continued to order Simmons in a low, cold voice.
On the other side,
seeing Carla's ruthless posture, Simmons didn't dare say much more.
He could only follow Carla's orders with a resentful look, returning to the fire escape stairwell and heading down toward the F11 floor.
However, he didn't know if it was just an illusion,
but because of Carla's sudden change in temperament, as well as her fierce gaze and punishment just now, the resentful Simmons actually felt a faint, weak sense of pleasure. This was probably just being a masochist!
After all,
the Carla just now
made Simmons feel a bit of Ada's true presence. Because only Ada would treat him in such a way.
In the past, Carla had always been obedient to him. Now, seeing Carla resisting him, Simmons was unexpectedly satisfied. What was this if not being a masochist?
Sure enough,
the one you can't get is always the one you desire, and the one who is favored has nothing to fear.
This saying was true. Simmons didn't like the overly obedient Carla, while the Ada who would refuse and resist him was Simmons' favorite—!
"Carla..."
"Give up, what you're doing is useless. If you just want to kill me to vent your anger, that's fine, but don't do anything foolish. Once the c-virus spreads, it will cause chaos in the order of things,"
With Carla pressing the gun against the back of his head, Simmons, clutching his ear, walked in front. He suddenly paused and spoke to Carla, trying to persuade her.
Since he couldn't change Carla's fixed impression of him, Simmons began to switch to another tactic to deceive Carla.
After all, as a scumbag among scumbags,
Simmons was quite skilled at coaxing women. Carla was simply suffering from unrequited love.
As long as Simmons appeared a bit unafraid of life and death and showed concern for Carla's safety in another way, Carla would slowly waver.
And the fact was indeed so,
because this concern beyond words
did make Carla raise her eyebrows slightly. Simmons clearly knew he was going to die, yet he continued to try to persuade her, which surprised Carla a bit.
However,
this was all just a scheme by Simmons to stall for time.
No matter how Carla wanted to torture him, as long as Simmons lived long enough, with the capabilities of the Family Organization,
they could find and rescue him at any time. This was the real reason why Simmons wanted to coax Carla.
Clap, clap, clap... Brilliant, brilliant, truly brilliant...!!!
"Oh my... the grievances and entanglements of this infatuated couple are truly praiseworthy. I didn't expect that even with death imminent, you, Simmons, would still want to trick this stupid woman,"
"and what I expected even less was that you, Carla, this stupid woman, would actually waver. What should I say? You two should just be locked together forever. Really, don't come out to harm others anymore. A talented man and a beautiful woman, you two are truly a perfect match!"
And at this moment,
just as Simmons was planning to continue coaxing Carla,
Ada, who had been hiding in the F11 fire escape stairwell, finally slowly walked out from the shadows.
As usual, the familiar tapping of high heels echoed. Ada was clapping, her words full of praise, but her expression was quite disdainful as she mocked the two.
A red high-collared shirt, black leather gloves, tight leather pants, and heroic short black hair. Without a doubt, this was the real Ada Wong...!
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"Ada...?!"
"Ada Wong—?!!!"
Looking at the red figure that suddenly appeared behind them, both Simmons and Carla showed expressions of utter shock.
However, their tones were completely different.
Simmons showed a look of full surprise, while Carla was filled with resentment. After all, in a sense, Ada was also one of the culprits who destroyed her life.
Of course...
This was Carla's own belief.
After all, if it weren't for this woman Ada, Simmons wouldn't have lured her into the c-virus experiments, and she wouldn't have become the way she was now.
"Surprise—!"
"How is it? Is it a surprise? Carla... I said, it's not certain who is the hunter and who is the prey."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. You shouldn't be ignorant of this principle. Thank you for helping me catch Simmons. It looks like I've won this game."
Ignoring Simmons' disgusting, lecherous expression, Ada turned her beautiful eyes toward Carla and spoke in a very provocative tone.