Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down
Chapter 50 Wash up and Wait for Me

The water scooter slowed down. Winona sensed how serious the situation was and held him tightly. "I'm not leaving. We ride or die together!"

He curled his lips. "I won't die. I've just got a wife and have not fucked her enough yet."

This jerk. At such a moment, he was still joking around.

"Sweetheart, jump off and go ashore. I'm going to have a good time with those bastards."

In her mind, there wasn't a problem Matt couldn't solve. This man was like a god to her.

She held his head and kissed him on the sexy lips passionately. "Matt, remember this, don't even think about leaving me behind. To heaven or hell, I will follow you!" The night was bleak and chilly. The danger was ahead. He felt warm as he had never heard such a touching confession. It felt like the entire world lit up for him.

He handed her a room card, saying, "Go, wash up, and wait for me. I'll replace you after I bust those bastards."

She jumped into the sea and swam quickly to the shore like a fish.

He quickly veered the scooter and rushed towards his enemies at full speed after she reached the shore.

His return took Logan and his men by surprise.

"He is courting death! Boys, go get him. Keep him alive!"

"Yes, boss!"

A dozen people charged towards Matt on the scooters.

It was head-to-head. Amid splashing water, neither side would yield.

At that moment, Matt looked ferocious and murderous. The awful air about him alone held his enemies at bay.

The fearless man had risked his life countless times. Life or death was a gamble for him, and he won all the time.

A gangster collided with him. Under the impact, that man's hand shook, and his scooter drifted. Taking his chance, Matt kicked the gangster off. His scooter lost control and spun on the water surface. Matt leaped up, landed on it steadily, and smirked. "Come and face your death!"

Those gangsters were daunted by his prowess and courage. Sure enough, there were people in this world who were not afraid of death. Far from it, they were excited to be in the jaws of death. Matt was one o them.

Was there anything more terrifying than death? Such a man was a terror.

Logan slightly narrowed his eyes. Matt was called a king for a reason. Unfortunately, he would fall by his hand tonight.

"Crush him, or you'll all die!"

He instructed, cutting off everyone's retreat. A dozen men surrounded Matt and rammed towards him at top speed.

In the showdown, either he or they would die. Everyone was desperate!

At full steam, the scooters made great splashes, but Matt didn't move. There was even a strange smile on his face.

Logan had a bad feeling, but it was too late for him to call his men back. When they were about to collide, a boom suddenly came out. An explosion happened on the water surface, lighting up the night sky. On fire, those men jumped into the sea and groaned in pain. A mixed smell of burned rubber and human flesh permeated the air. Logan couldn't help but vomit.

"Find Matt Snider, dead or alive!"

"Boss, we should go. The flame has alerted people on the ship. They will be here soon."

Logan watched the approaching vessel and had to give up. "Let's go."

On the shore, Winona looked at the towering flame. Her heart was gripped by fear. "Matt, come back safely."

As Logan's men went ashore, she hid quickly and heard Logan instructing, "After Black Tiger is gone, make a blanket search and replace Matt." "Yes, boss!"

It seemed that Logan would search the area thoroughly. She should leave as soon as she could. If she got caught, she would drag Matt down. She turned away and disappeared into the night.

Following the logo on the room card, she found the hotel. The place chosen by Matt was secret and common. Adjacent to noisy staff quarters, the hotel had both front and back yards. Even if anything happened, they could easily hide and escape.

Following a click, the electronic door was unlocked, but she found the air eerie. Lowering her head, she was alarmed to see a shadow on the floor. After yanking open the door, she dashed into the room. Without hesitation, the other party lunged over and put his hands on the door. Losing no time, she slammed the door.

"Ah... Winona, it's me..."

She slowly pulled the door open before seeing Felix's contorted, painful face.

"Cartoon Pants?"

Felix's face fell as he corrected her seriously. "My name is Felix."

"Come in. I'll apply medicine for you."

Felix gasped in pain and went in. Winona found a medical kit and helped him apply the potion.

"Did Matt tell you to replace me here?"

"No, we came here in secret. Matt didn't even tell us."

"He was worried that you would screw the drill."

"Compared with that, we're more worried about the safety of our boss. Eh, where is he?"

Winona told him what had happened on the sea briefly.

"Winona, don't worry. Matt is gonna be fine. I'm informing the squad right away."

Winona wanted to go with him. On second thought, she dismissed the idea since Logan's men had seen her face.

She grabbed Felix's arm tightly, saying, "Bring him home, please."

After Felix left, she sat quietly on the bed. It was getting darker and darker until the sky became pitch-black. The night wind battered the window and her heart. Every second was a torment.

She never believed in fate or superstition. In her mind, those were insubstantial beings. In this world ruled by the law of the jungle, one should count on himself to survive. At that moment, however, she tried believing in them.

She put her palms together and prayed in her heart. "Matt, come back safely."

At that point, she was one hundred percent sure that this man had taken up her whole heart. He was the meaning of her every breath.

At around three o'clock, Winona heard footsteps outside, got up with a start, and stumbled to the door.

She pictured him standing outside frivolously and yanking her into his arms.

When her hand gripped the doorknob, her heart thumped and her breathing became heavy. In a short while, she made up her mind and abruptly opened the door. "Matt!"☐☐☐☐