Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)
Chapter 667

Chapter 667

Kenneth was focusing on driving as he tried to figure out a way to get rid of them.

This time, the enemy did not make the same mistake. They opened fire on Kenneth's car and tires, leaving him with no chance of escape.

If the tires were to burst right now, they would be surrounded in an instant.

Anthony and Benjamin glanced backward. "Daddy, replace a way to get closer to the car on our left."

Kenneth frowned.

"Trust me!" Anthony said.

Kenneth had no choice but to trust his son.

He started driving closer to the car on their left.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The bullets hit the car, producing muffled sounds.

"Daddy, slower," Anthony urged.

Kenneth instantly slowed down.

"Daddy, I might need to wind down the window. Benjamin, take cover," Anthony instructed.

Benjamin nodded and bent down.

Seeing that the window had been wound down, the enemy immediately came nearer to try to kill them.

They were about to open fire when Anthony suddenly pulled the pin out of the grenade and tossed it into the enemy's car.

"Daddy, leave now!" Anthony shrieked.

Without hesitation, Kenneth floored the accelerator.

At that exact moment, the car behind them exploded with a loud boom.

After driving some distance away, Kenneth glanced at Anthony through the rearview mirror.

Anthony gave him a smile.

Kenneth pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Where did you get that?"

"From Mr. Dave's car," came Anthony's answer.

Kenneth turned over his shoulder and noticed three mini grenades in a box, along with other firearms.

He wasn't in the mood to ask how Anthony found out about their existence.

There was nothing they could do that would amaze him at this point.

"Can't you tell me in advance?" Kenneth chided.

"If I were to inform you in advance, would you say yes?" Anthony asked.

Kenneth was too stunned to speak.

Most probably not.

Seeing Kenneth's complicated expression, Anthony uttered, "Daddy, that wasn't the first time I used it. Look, didn't I get rid of one car?"

Kenneth glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the car being swallowed by the raging flames.

"There's another one left," Benjamin reminded him.

Anthony turned around to see the other car chasing after them relentlessly.

Anthony turned around to see the other car chasing after them relentlessly.

His brows knitted together. "They won't give up, huh? It looks like they aren't afraid of meeting their doom."

"If that's the case, let's send them on their way!" Kenneth declared.

A flash of excitement appeared in Anthony's eyes. "Got it."

"Tell me how you're going to play the game," Kenneth said calmly.

Anthony pondered over it before turning to Benjamin. "Any ideas?"

After giving the matter some thought, Benjamin asked, "Daddy, do you know who they are?"

Kenneth scrunched up his brows. "If I'm not mistaken, they're from Vermillion Base."

Anthony nodded. "That's my guess, too. Besides them, no one in this area hates us this much."

Benjamin mulled it over before suggesting, "Why don't we stop the car?"

"Stop the car?" Anthony gazed at him.

Benjamin nodded excitedly.

Anthony turned to Kenneth. "That depends on whether Daddy approves of your plan."

Kenneth lowered his gaze. "I'm fine with it, but you need to be careful."

"Sure."

Kenneth drove aside and parked the car.

The car behind them was shocked by their sudden decision.

What are they doing?

The car slowed down as its occupants raised their guns and took aim at Kenneth's vehicle.

Both Anthony and Benjamin burst into giggles. "Look, they dare not come up to us!"

Kenneth sat silently in the driver's seat but kept an eye on the situation.

The car behind them gradually came to a halt some distance away.

Upon coming to a stop, the occupants opened the car doors and took cover behind while still aiming their guns at them.

"What are you planning?" those from the other car yelled.

Anthony snapped, "Are they dumb? Do they really think we'd tell them our plan when they're trying to kill us?"

Kenneth glanced at his watch and said to them softly, "Make it quick. Nat is waiting for us at home to have dinner together."

Anthony arched a brow. "That depends on Benjamin!"

Benjamin retrieved an item that looked like a white scarf and stretched his hand out the car window.

The gunshots ceased.

Inside the car, Benjamin shouted, "We've run out of petrol!"

Behind them, the men glanced at each other before bursting into laughter.

"Are you saying you're surrendering?" they asked.

"Yes!" Benjamin responded.

"Get out of the car and put your hands behind your heads!"

However, the kids and Kenneth didn't move an inch.

"Get out!" the men repeated.

Alas, there was no response whatsoever.

Dave's cars were mostly customized, and this one was no exception. As a result, the individuals outside couldn't see what was happening inside the vehicle. Despite shouting a few times, they received no response from inside the car. Eventually, they fired their weapons in frustration.

The car remained silent.

"Go and replace out what's going on," someone ordered.

Following the command, two men cautiously approached the car, clutching their firearms.

They soon halted in their tracks and aimed their guns at the car while one of them tapped on the window from outside.

"Open up!"

Right then, the window wound down gradually to reveal Benjamin's innocent face.

"Get out," the men ordered.

"I have something for you," Benjamin said.

The men shared a look in silence.

Benjamin was about to stretch his hand out when the men trained their guns on him. "Don't move."

"I'm just a kid," Benjamin said innocently.

Perhaps he was too young since both men accepted his words without question.

"I only want to give you something," Benjamin continued adorably.

He slowly raised his hand to reveal something that shocked the men senseless.

"Don't move. If you fire, we'll all die here!" Benjamin warned. His previous innocent look was nowhere to be seen anymore.

Indeed, the men froze in their tracks.

A satisfied smile flitted across Benjamin's lips. He then placed the grenade in one man's palm.

"Don't worry. The pin is still intact," Benjamin assured him.

The men heaved a sigh of relief when they noticed the pin was still intact.

"But I'm going to pull it now!" Just as the man's fingers closed around the grenade, Benjamin pulled out the pin.

Kenneth immediately started the car engine and drove away.

The moment the car sped away, the grenade exploded, killing both men on the spot.