Chapter 1874 Tattoo
His yell attracted everyone’s attention.
Levant instantly ran over to him and spotted the assassin breathing shallowly on the ground. He wanted to ask who sent them here.
But before he could, a dagger was thrown and pierced the assassin’s heart. The man’s chest stopped moving after that.
“How skillful,” said Levant with a sigh.
“He’s the only survivor. With him dead, we have no idea who wants to kill us.”
Levant observed the bodies on the ground. “Let’s search more detailly. Maybe we can find other discoveries.”
Darius nodded. Davin joined in the search. Soon, they found something.
Davin shouted out of the blue, “Hurry. Come over here and take a look. Look at his arm.”
“What’s wrong?”
Darius and Levant raced to his side and analyzed the dead assassin’s arm. There was a dragon-like tattoo on his arm. It wasn’t big and was only a few inches long.
They began to examine other bodies and discovered the same tattoos on the rest.
“It looks like our enemy is not some random assassin but an organization. I wonder if it’s the leader of the organization who wants us dead? Or had someone paid them to take our lives?” Levant speculated.
Evan fixed his cold gaze on the lifeless bodies on the ground as he had others snap photos of the tattoos. He quickly assigned his subordinates to investigate the tattoo, wanting to find out who was behind their assassination.
“Evan, don’t worry. They were brutal and merciless, so their target was clearly us. I’ll have my subordinates expedite the investigation. We’ll make them pay us back a hundredfold.”
Davin’s gaze was pinned on the lifeless Shermaine in Evan’s arms. Shermaine is dead now. How should I let the other three Guardians know about this? After all, she died to save Evan.
Nicole bent down to pat Joy’s head, who was clinging onto her leg. “Joy, go to your Aunt Sheila.”
Joy’s heart was racing. She had never seen such a violent scene, so her heart was still pounding.
However, she was a mature child. She calmed herself down after a while and released Nicole, then turned in search of Sheila.
“You’re such a good girl, Joy. Come over here.”
Joy trotted to Sheila’s side and looked at the frightened Zayden in Sheila’s arms. She was aware that he was horrified.
She reached for Zayden’s tiny hand. “Don’t be scared. Daddy had chased the bad men away.”
Zayden tightened his hold on her hand. “Daddy said there was a big bad wolf here earlier. I think these people are scarier than the wolf. Why didn’t the big bad wolf eat them?”
“Don’t worry. The wolf will eat all those bad men,” Joy said.
Zayden turned his head to the side and caught a glimpse of the dead bodies and pools of blood on the ground. “There’s so much blood,” he exclaimed, then hid in Sheila’s arms again.
“Come, Joy. Let me hug you too.”
Sheila was worried that Joy would be frightened, so she wanted to comfort Joy in her arms like Zayden. But Joy said, “I’m not afraid, Aunt Sheila. I can look.”
“You are still so young. It’s best if you don’t look at it.”
“Aunt Sheila, I’m really not scared anymore. Uncle Jeremy and the rest are hurt. I want to help them.” She ran toward the injured Jeremy and Damien and started fussing over them.
Nicole reached Evan’s side and peered at Shermaine in his arms. She noticed some bloodstains on the latter’s pale face and felt upset.
She didn’t have any good impression of Shermaine before. But seeing her die to protect Evan, she had changed her perspective.
She reached to wipe away the blood from the corner of Shermaine’s lips. “You saved Evan’s life. That means you saved my life too. I’ll always remember and be grateful for you.”
