Chapter 1822: Infiltrating the Mansion
"Mark! Angel!"
Mark and Angel, still busy trying to survive, saw Penny jogging in their direction. Their faces twisted in dismay. Couldn’t she see they were on a battlefield?
Yet, there she was, skipping through the middle of the war zone.
If not for Shawn, who was expertly covering her with the truck and his precise alertness, she would’ve been dead. But Penny didn’t care about that.
"Damn—!" Angel hissed, quickly backing away, rifles firing as he moved toward Penny. Mark did the same, shifting his focus to any threat to Penny, while Shawn concentrated on the threat to their lives.
Once they reached her, they ran to the truck and pressed their backs against the side of the vehicle. Keeping Penny between them, Angel’s shouts made her jolt.
"Penny, are you out of your mind!?" Angel scolded, glaring at her. "And are you drunk!?"
"Nope!" Penny’s denial was quicker than a blink. "Shawn knocked me out."
’And you sobered up,’ was what Shawn wanted to tell her, but he didn’t have time. At this point, he just accepted this was his punishment and he had no right to complain, no matter how tempted he was by Penny’s unserious behavior.
Mark’s sharp eyes quickly shot to Shawn, but he didn’t let that personal dissatisfaction affect him now. He looked around and pulled the trigger, helping their comrades before turning to Penny.
"Miss Penny, are you alright?" he asked, glancing at her before shifting his focus.
"Are you blind?" Angel snapped, his side pressing against Penny’s as he covered her. Even if her recklessness angered him, it didn’t mean he’d let her die.