My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 656

Chapter 656

Lucas suddenly leaned closer to her body and buried his handsome face in Ashlyn's neck. Then, he took a breath lightly.

Infuriated, Ashlyn shoved him away. "Lucas, get lost!"

Bernard was fuming with rage when they ignored him. "Charge! Why aren't you all attacking now?"

How can we go? We'll get shot in the head if we do. That woman has terrifying abilities. She has yet to miss a shot, and all the headshots killed her targets! They started to panic at that instant.

To their surprise, Lucas abruptly fished out a smoke bomb, and a loud bang followed.

Instantly, thick, billowing smoke filled the air in the emergency exit. The people had difficulty opening their eyes and breathing due to it.

Lucas seized Ashlyn's arms and threw her upward. "To the rooftop!"

Ashlyn flipped in mid-air, and both her hands grabbed onto the ladder.

Then, she started climbing toward the rooftop. As Ashlyn turned her head, she saw Lucas sprinting and lunging upward with extended arms. Surprisingly, he could reach the bottom step of the ladder. Soon, that guy followed behind her.

Before the smoke dissipated, both of them rapidly ran to the rooftop.

As soon as they reached the rooftop, they shut and locked the rooftop door.

After locking the door, Lucas stuck his body close to Ashlyn, and no matter how hard she tried to push him away, her efforts were in vain.

He brushed his lips against hers, doing what he wanted to do when the girl jumped down for him.

"Let go of me!" Ashlyn became livid and kicked him.

"Honey..." Lucas grinned before grabbing her leg and caressing it.

She was clinging onto him at that instant.

A mischievous smile then appeared on Lucas' face. "Honey, I didn't know you would become this enthusiastic after such a terrifying incident."

It was evident that the smoke had settled when Ashlyn heard the noise of someone kicking on the door. "Why didn't you use your smoke bombs earlier if you have them?"

"It would put us into a more dangerous situation if I used it too early as there were many of them," Lucas said as he embraced her.

After finishing his words, he fixed his gaze on the night starry sky.

At that moment, no one knew what he was looking at.

Frowning, Ashlyn wanted to fish out her phone to contact Jared. She then remembered that her phone had been confiscated before entering the meeting room. Instantly, she had a grim expression. Beside her, Lucas was oddly calm when he shot a signal flare toward the sky.

Following that, the signal flare blasted straight up into the darkness.

The sound of a helicopter gliding through the sky reverberated after a while.

Then, Ashlyn saw a green helicopter approaching them gradually before landing on the huge rooftop.

The propellers rotated speedily, creating gusts of strong wind in their wake.

Then, about a hundred young men in black of various skin colors exited the helicopter, clearly well-trained.

There was only seriousness on their faces when they looked at Lucas.

Lucas, whose clothes were black, looked at them and ordered, "Kill them all! Don't spare any of them!"

His tone was extra cold as it reverberated in the night.

His voice had even drowned out the noise made by the propellers.

The people became more serious, standing upright after hearing Lucas' instructions. Their eyes filled with immediate awe and obedience at once. "Roger that!" Lucas swiftly hugged Ashlyn into his arms. "Honey, we'll entrust the rest of the matters to them!"

A frown flitted across Ashlyn's face when she was hugged tightly by the man.

She watched those well-trained men with rifles in their hands shoot incessantly at the rooftop's exit. The sound of bullets flying was continuously heard as it resonated in the peaceful and silent night. The cries of pain and the noise of heavy things falling to the ground echoed behind the door. The scene left Ashlyn totally flabbergasted. She narrowed her eyes while watching that.

Why does Lucas have such a powerful troop? They even look like they have undergone formal training, judging from their shooting skill. They don't look like outlaws.

A few minutes later, the entrance to the rooftop regained its peacefulness, but the smell of blood had filled the air.