The Ace Sniper Wife

Chapter 2001: Chapter 2001: No Losing Your Temper—I’ll Change Next Time (Part 3)

Following the direction of Glenn Hutchinson’s shot, a revolutionary soldier holding a rifle wobbled in the roadside bushes, then fell heavily to the ground.

One shot to the head!

Everyone was shocked once again.

Wow, that marksmanship is absolutely amazing.

"Captain!"

Dallion Collins took a few steps back, walked out of the crowd, approached Glenn Hutchinson, and whispered.

"Finish up and come back!" Glenn Hutchinson coldly issued the order.

"Yes!"

Dallion Collins immediately responded.

Having followed Glenn Hutchinson for so long, Dallion could naturally guess the other meaning in his words.

Definitely need to keep Perry Reed on a leash over there!

Tsk!

Following this captain, during combat, you only need to do what’s required of you, but when it involves... there really are a lot of messes.

Dallion Collins walked toward the team, giving Joshua Bailey a knowing look, wisely throwing the mission his way.

Meanwhile, Daisy Deacon, who had finally confirmed the identity of that man with absolute certainty, clapped her hands and no longer sat idly by during this negotiation.

Using these hostages to exchange for Andrew’s batch of weapons, regardless of whether the other side agrees or not, on their side, there’s absolutely no room for negotiation.

On the other side—

Flossie Wright, who was forcibly pulled away, initially did not resist, but after stepping out of the crowd’s sight, she began to break away from Glenn Hutchinson.

"You know who we’re dealing with."

Flossie Wright stopped her steps, her eyes carrying a trace of coldness, and she stated to Glenn Hutchinson word by word.

"You know what you promised me." Glenn Hutchinson faced her, his expression still stern, allowing no room for retreat.

No matter what Flossie Wright intended to do, he couldn’t stop her wishes and actions, but, in terms of position and identity, he had the right to know.

Flossie Wright simply didn’t take him to heart!

Glenn Hutchinson, usually rational, couldn’t suppress his surging anger once he touched upon this.

"I forgot."

Flossie Wright slightly frowned.

It’s not that she didn’t care about Glenn Hutchinson, it’s just her nature, she wasn’t in the habit of reporting to anyone before doing things, even when she was with Perry Reed and Daisy Deacon before, she always did her own thing.

"Flossie Wright!" Glenn Hutchinson stepped closer, his voice mixed with obvious anger.

Flossie Wright’s eyes also carried anger.

However, after a moment, that trace of anger was hidden, Flossie Wright gently exhaled, calmed down, and proactively wrapped her arms around Glenn Hutchinson’s waist.

"Don’t be angry," Flossie Wright slightly raised her head, raindrops pounding on her face, the bright black pupils reflecting light, she spoke words of concession in her usual cool voice, "I’ll change next time."

Most of the time, when two surges of anger collide, a concession is very effective.

At the very least, hearing Flossie Wright’s words, Glenn Hutchinson’s tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

Although a bit surprised by Flossie Wright’s reaction, this surprise successfully replaced his anger.

Truly—

Can’t get angry.

However, just as he sensed his anger dissipating, Flossie Wright suddenly let go of him, tossed the sniper rifle on her shoulder to him, and decisively issued an order, "I’m tired, heading back."

"..."

And so, Glenn Hutchinson’s anger surged once again.

Is she playing with him!