Chapter 1082 - 370: Ignore Me?

Even though they were driving fast, the cars behind them were keeping up.

Hazel frowned and became more worried when she continued to hear gunshots.

"Sweetheart?" Simon shouted.

Hazel was certainly not going to respond to him calling her sweetheart.

Simon smiled without much care. "Ignore me? Then I will be angry. When I am angry, I want to kill someone!"

Hazel's lips were twitching. Did the bastard think that she could be scared of him?

There was another sound of a gunshot hitting the rear windshield of the car.

Although the bullets were stopped by the bulletproof glass, listening to the sound of them hitting the car left Hazel in shock. She was worried that she was going to be dead soon. 

"You cannot even get away from them. Do you really think that you can kill someone?" Hazel said sarcastically.

Simon shrugged. "I still want to experience the feeling of life and death with you, sweetheart, but since you are afraid, then we should end this game."

Hazel looked back at the cars chasing them, but Simon pressed a button in the car before she could say anything.

"You should get out," Simon said with a smirk.

Suddenly, his Ferrari was surrounded by cars to protect it. They immediately engaged with the attackers, there were so many gunshots that Hazel didn't know who was shooting and who wasn't.

She clenched her hands tightly and prayed that she wouldn't have to encounter dangerous situations for the rest of her life.

Simon's people soon had the attackers under control, when they saw they had no chance of winning, they spun their car around so that they could escape. It was as if Simon had anticipated their actions, he turned the steering wheel and sped up to catch them.

Hazel became very pale and nauseated, she held on to the armrest and didn't dare to utter a word.

It was apparent that Simon didn't have any intention of not following them.

His people were driving dangerously to catch them, and within a few moments, they had caught the majority of them.

"Get out of the car, sweetheart." Simon opened the door. His face still had a careless smile. "These people scared you, we should teach them a lesson!"

Hazel pushed the door open and quickly got out of the car but not because of what Simon said. It was because the speeding left her stomach rolling, and she wanted to vomit. When she crawled out of the car and stood on stable ground, she felt a little less dizzy.

The men who Simon's people captured were kneeling on the ground with guns pointed at them. They were yelling and begging in a local language that Hazel didn't fully understand.

"Sweetheart," Simon walked over to Hazel and took the initiative to translate for her. "These people said that they just took some money from others and hoped I can let them go. What do you think I should do? I will listen to you."

Looking at him, Hazel felt dizzy again. She hated that he called her sweetheart, but Simon may not listen to her and maybe even treated her more disgustingly if she said her true feelings.

She said with no anger, "They weren't coming to kill me, so how does it involve me?"

"You are right," Simon's face still had a fascinating smile. "I will handle it myself."

After that, he took out his gun and pointed at one of the attackers. After a single gunshot rang out, the attacker's body fell to the ground with a bullet hole in his forehead.

The sound of the gunshot immediately became a warning. After another few shots, the people who had chased them were all lying on the ground.

Hazel was shocked, and she looked at the scene that just took place right in front of her eyes. Simon was an evil man, she realized that from the beginning, he wasn't going to let them go. He deliberately killed them and made her watch to prove that he was not just threatening when he said that he would kill. 

"You are really brave, I like you." Most people would be upset after killing someone, but Simon acted as if he had only killed an ant. He was still very happy and laughed. "Any other woman would cry. You are good, seeing such a bloody scene, and your expression didn't ever change."

Hazel took a deep breath and looked away from the people on the ground.

Her fingers were clenched so tightly that she couldn't move them. "I am afraid but so shocked that I can't express anything. If you give me time, I will cry."

"My sweetheart, you are so cute," Simon's eyes flashed an unexpected light. "I just like you being true and not being artificial. Being scared? Let's go, I will take you to relax."

Before Hazel could refuse, she felt Simon had the gun on her waist. She was helpless and had to follow him to the car.

Simon drove for a few minutes and stopped at a casino. Hazel lifted her head and looked around, she frowned.

"Sweetheart, what do you want to play?" Simon's arm rested on her shoulder.

"I have no money." Hazel refused without any hesitation. She was swaying and wanted to avoid him, but he pulled her close.

"It doesn't matter, I do." Simon laughed, "Just play."

"I have no interest in it," Hazel said. Since she was young, she was told of the dangers of gambling, she had absolutely no interest in it.

"You are not obedient." Simon took out her pistol and raised her chin with a muzzle. "Be obedient, I tell you to play, you will go play."

Looking at his smile, Hazel was shocked and angry but had no choice. Simon was like a demon. Even though he was wearing the mask, she could tell that his smile was cold and ruthless.

Flashbacks of Simon calmly killing those people with such a smile flashed through Hazel's mind. Then another thought went through her mind, Joshua, he was respectful to everyone. Although he was polite, it was as if he was impenetrable. However, Hazel clearly saw that under his distant appearance, Joshua actually had a gentle heart.

Joshua and Simon seem to be two extremes, one was really cold and once pretended to be cold. And even though she doesn't know why since she had not actually seen Simon's face without the mask, Hazel felt that he looked like Joshua when he laughed.

Hazel shook her head as she was thinking, how could she think that Simon looked like Joshua. Simon was nothing like Joshua but so much alike at the same time.

She knew she could not be threatened by Simon for much longer, and she needed to find a way to escape sooner than later.

"Sweetheart, are you thinking about other men?" Simon was so cold that although he was smiling, the smile was bizarre.

"Simon, since you want to play, then we will play something interesting." Hazel looked up at him without fear.