Not A Small-Town Girl

preparing to leave the hall. This development shocked them.

The ear-piercing gunshot shattered the initially peaceful atmosphere. The entire place was in chaos. People fled in panic, looking for a safe place to hide.

Although shootings were common at the border, the guests were terrorized by the sudden besiegement.

Luke looked at the people in camouflage uniforms surrounding him and his comrades. He said, "We’ve been targeted."

"They’ve been watching us since we came in," Elliot said calmly.

"Everyone, take cover," Elliot commanded.

A member of the Wulf Clan picked up the loudspeaker and announced, "Everyone, please leave in an orderly manner. You may leave after we verify your identities."

"Elliot, the Wulf Clan wants to keep us here," Justin said gloomily.

All the guests in the auction hall soon left, leaving only Elliot and his group downstairs.

"Prepare to fight back," Elliot commanded.

The two sides engaged in a fierce exchange of shots. Bullets flew across the room, and the sound of glass shattering could be heard.

The originally luxurious hall quickly became a mess. Tables and chairs were overturned, and items were scattered on the ground. Panic loomed over the place.

It was hard to imagine that the hall had been the venue of a grandiose event just seconds ago.

Danielle and David, who were sitting in the reception room on the third floor, heard the gunshots.

When Jackson heard the commotion, he revealed a look of bloodthirsty madness.