Chapter 324: Here to Give You a DNA Test

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Here to Give You a DNA Test

When she first walked in, Sienna Everett had already observed her surroundings. Only Blondie and this scarred man were carrying guns. Now that she had snatched Blondie’s weapon, her next target was definitely the armed scarred man.

The sudden turn of events happened in a flash. The other three burly men in the room couldn’t react in time, staring at the scene in dumbfounded shock. How did Blondie’s gun suddenly end up in Sienna Everett’s hands?!

The scarred man was the first to snap out of it. His eyes wide with fury, he cursed, "Damn it, this bitch!" With that, he raised his gun, ready to shoot at Sienna Everett.

But in the very next second, Sienna Everett proved to be a faster shot. Before the scarred man could even see how she pulled the trigger, a loud BANG rang out. The bullet accurately struck his right wrist holding the gun!

"Aaaagh!!"

The scarred man howled in agony, crimson blood gushing endlessly from his wound. With a bullet lodged in his wrist, his handgun clattered to the floor with a heavy THUD.

In the blink of an eye, two of their companions were wounded. The remaining two kidnappers burst into furious curses. "Fuck, this bitch! I’ll kill you!"

The driver from earlier immediately bent down to pick up the gun the scarred man had dropped. However, BANG! Sienna Everett fired again. The bullet struck the empty ground right next to the fallen gun, sparking a blinding flash as a stark warning not to make any sudden moves.

Immediately after, the woman’s chilling, emotionless voice echoed faintly. "I dare anyone to try moving another muscle."

Hearing Sienna Everett’s threat, the driver’s extended arm froze in mid-air, suddenly too terrified to reach for the weapon on the floor. Back in the car, he had heard the scarred man say this woman was a good shot. Now it seemed she was far more than just "good"—she actually dared to shoot! She had no psychological barriers at all; every single shot hit exactly where she intended!

The other bald man’s eyes were bloodshot with rage. He refused to believe this wretched woman could turn the world upside down. Highly confident in his own combat skills, he knew that if he could just get his hands on the scarred man’s dropped gun, he could blow this bitch’s brains out with a single shot!

Gritting his teeth, the bald man lunged forward to grab the handgun from the ground.

BANG!

This time, the bullet didn’t hit the ground as a warning. It fired directly into the bald man’s right hand as he reached for the gun!

"Aaaagh!!" The bald man shrieked in excruciating pain, rolling and wailing on the floor. The pungent metallic scent of blood instantly permeated the air.

Turning a deaf ear to his cries, Sienna Everett walked over. With a light flick of her toe, she kicked the gun up from the floor, reached out, and caught it firmly in her palm. Now, both guns were in Sienna Everett’s hands.

The driver was too paralyzed with fear to move an inch. His face pale with terror, he stammered, "Lady, no, boss, ma’am... I’ve been really obedient and haven’t moved at all. Please... please..."

The corners of Sienna Everett’s red lips curled up slightly. She casually twirled the gun in her hand, yet the barrel remained trained squarely on the driver.

The driver was so terrified he almost wet his pants. His legs gave out, and he fell to his knees with a loud THUD. "Ma’am, please... please be careful with that!"

Bullets didn’t have eyes!

Having scared him enough, Sienna Everett finally demanded, "Speak. Who ordered you to kidnap me?"

The driver hesitated, unsure if he should confess. Sienna Everett’s expression turned icy, and she pressed the muzzle directly against his temple.

"Warren! I only know her last name is Warren!" the driver sang like a canary, spilling everything instantly. "The employer whose last name is Warren hired us to capture you!"

Sienna Everett’s gaze narrowed slightly. It really was Ophelia Warren. Last time, she had someone lock her in the restroom. This time, she ordered people to kidnap her...

Suddenly, Sienna Everett heard a faint rustle behind her. Her brow twitched, and she immediately dodged on high alert. However, with a sickening SQUELCH, a dagger’s blade pierced into the side of her waist from behind.

Sienna Everett gasped in pain. Her brows knit tightly together, and her face went deathly pale for a split second.

As blood trickled out, Sienna Everett endured the agony and leaped out of the way. Glancing back, she realized it was the scarred man from earlier. He had grabbed a dagger from a nearby corner and viciously thrust it at her. If she hadn’t been vigilant and dodged quickly, the dagger would have undoubtedly pierced right through her heart from behind...

Sienna Everett looked toward the scarred man, her eyes filled with a deathly, abyssal coldness.

Terrified by her glare, the scarred man trembled and stammered, "You... you..."

Before he could finish, he turned and tried to flee. But before he could even take two steps, Sienna Everett expressionlessly pulled the trigger. BANG! BANG! BANG! The bullets struck the scarred man’s right knee, shattered his left ankle, and pierced his shoulder...

It was as if she intentionally avoided his vital organs. She fired shot after shot, deliberately denying him a quick death.

"Aaaagh—Aaaargh!!"

The scarred man screamed in agony, collapsing onto the floor in a bloody heap. It looked as though he had just been fished out of a pool of blood, save for his face, which was ashen and completely drained of color.

The other three men nearby were horrified by the scene. They thought, "This woman is utterly terrifying! Thank God we didn’t try anything reckless!"

Right at that moment, CRASH!

The main door of the dilapidated house was kicked open from the outside.

Hazy moonlight poured in as a man stepped through the shadows, walking forward one step at a time. Dressed in a black shirt, he practically blended into the night, his thin lips curling into a wicked, eerie smirk. A murky, somber moon hung in the night sky, casting a faint, blood-red glow upon the ground.

The man strode forward through the crimson-tinted moonlight, as if he were treading upon spider lilies emerging straight from the underworld... and behind him followed a line of highly skilled subordinates.

From the moment he kicked open the door, the man’s beautiful peach-blossom eyes instantly locked onto Sienna Everett.

Sienna Everett was speechless. She thought, "Why am I so unlucky today?! First, I get abducted by a bunch of thugs, and now I run into that bastard surnamed Sinclair!"

As if oblivious to the gory mess on the floor, the man walked straight up to Sienna Everett, the corners of his lips tilting up slightly. "Long time no see, darling."

Sienna Everett took a deep breath. "Why are you here?"

The man’s peach-blossom eyes crinkled with amusement. His gaze fell upon her face as he drawled lazily, "I came to do a DNA test for you."

Sienna Everett frowned, thinking, "What the hell?"

Simon Sinclair raised his hand. Like a massive, clingy pet, he leaned in affectionately, wanting to pull the girl into his embrace. "It’s been so long. Let me give you a hug."

Sienna Everett immediately backed away. "I’m injured. It hurts."

Hearing that she was hurt, Simon Sinclair’s eyes instantly turned freezing cold. He caught sight of the dagger wound on her lower back. She was pressing her hand against it, but bright red blood still seeped through her fingers, looking exceptionally glaring against her fair skin.

The aura around the man abruptly darkened. "Since you’re injured, I’ll carry you out."

"No need. I can walk on my own," Sienna Everett refused without a second thought.

Simon Sinclair stared at her, his peach-blossom eyes narrowing slightly. "Sienna Everett, do I have to knock you out just to make you listen?"

Sienna Everett shot him a fearless glare. "Yes."

The man suddenly chuckled. "Okay then, darling."

In the next second, Sienna Everett felt a sharp pain at the back of her neck. Her vision went black, and her consciousness quickly faded as she slipped into a dizzy spell. "This absolute bastard!!" she cursed inwardly before passing out.

Simon Sinclair caught the unconscious Sienna Everett. Carefully avoiding her wound, he scooped her up into his arms. He cast a sweeping glance at the dagger on the floor, which lay not far from the scarred man. It wasn’t hard to figure out that he was the one who had hurt Sienna Everett.

Carrying the unconscious girl, Simon Sinclair walked over and planted his foot firmly on the scarred man’s head. He suddenly ground his heel down with brutal force.

"You were the one who hurt her?"

"Mmph... mmph..." The scarred man’s face was crushed against the floor. His limbs flailed instinctively, but his mouth could only let out muffled groans.

Simon Sinclair looked down from above, his gaze practically radiating a vicious, sinister cruelty, as if he were staring at a corpse that should already be rotting. "Which hand did you use to hurt her?"

The scarred man whimpered, unable to speak, trembling violently from sheer terror.

Simon Sinclair didn’t seem fixated on knowing which hand it was. In a nonchalant tone, he instructed the subordinate beside him, "Then sever all the tendons in his hands, and as for his bones... dismantle them for me, one by one."

The subordinate replied respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Sinclair."

Given their boss’s temperament and how much he treasured Sienna Everett, he would absolutely never spare anyone who dared to lay a finger on her. It had always been this way.

The man glanced at the unconscious Sienna Everett before carrying her out, leaving the dilapidated, blood-soaked house behind...