American Scandal King

Chapter 2 Counterattack
As a professional paparazzi, Ian knows very well what the media is like - the film and television industry is also a part of the media, and an important part at that.

So Ian wasn't kidding, this could really happen.

Let Touchstone Pictures and her agent spend money on Kate?
You are helping us make money, so know your place!

As a friend, all I can do for your situation is... to make it great for you!
Ian's words made Kate Beckinsale completely desperate.

She was stunned on the spot and almost fainted.

Ian tried hard to find a chance to save himself.

The cabin was simple, with only a bed, a sofa, and no sharp objects.

Even if there was, it would be useless because Charlie Mills still had a gun on his waist.

He was outside now, smoking a cigar, his chest bare, the gun at his waist clearly visible.

and many more!

How did I see his cigar and gun?
Ian was stunned.

A wonderful scene is emerging in the field of vision.

Charlie Mills' huge figure was clear, but it was covered by the wooden door.

The field of vision was divided into two parts at this moment, one was the scene inside the cabin, and the other was outside the cabin.

Is this... perspective?

Ian was stunned.

He blinked.

Closing his left eye, he saw Charlie Mills steering the boat.

Closing his right eye, he looked inside the cabin.

Close your eyes, uh, then you can't see anything.

So I can see through my right eye?
Fake!

I have no problem with using cheats, but what's the point of using a perspective cheat at this critical juncture?

He tried to turn his head and saw that the person tied to him was Kate Beckinsale. His eyes penetrated her clothes and saw her graceful body.

Kate Beckinsale was only 27 years old at this time, in the prime of her life.

The eyes passed through the obstruction of clothes, revealing all the beauty.

Ian felt dizzy.

It's a good ability, but unfortunately, although it hardens some limbs, it's obviously not enough to cut the ropes.

The terrible situation made Ian's fantasy disappear in a flash, and he lost his composure again.

He looked around hurriedly, and his eyes swept across the sofa not far away. He saw a fruit knife under the sofa. It might have fallen under the sofa before, and the boat owner didn't care.

At this moment, the hull was still shaking gently, and Ian and Kate Beckinsale were also shaking gently back to back.

Kate Beckinsale was completely stunned, and Ian was looking at the knife under the sofa again.

My eyes feel a little sore.

Damn, this X-ray machine isn't very good. My skin starts to ache after using it for just a while.
Ian had to stop looking through the lens and whispered, "Don't count on anyone else. There's only one way now."

Kate was stunned: "What?"

Ian whispered, "There's a knife under the sofa in front of you. Get it out and there's still a chance to cut the rope."

Kate was overjoyed: "You have a knife?"

Ian suppressed his anger: "Why don't you speak louder? Call that nigger in and tell him there's a knife under the sofa!"

Kate's face turned pale: "I was wrong."

She tried to lean forward and put her feet under the sofa, but she couldn't reach it for the moment, so she whispered, "Move a little."

Ian moved a few times: "I'm moving."

The two of them moved forward together. Kate tried to stretch her feet under the sofa, but the gap under the sofa was too small. Her feet could not go all the way in. She groaned in pain: "I can't reach it."

Ian was helpless: "Pull harder!"

Kate wanted to cry: "It hurts!"

Ian had no choice but to persuade her: "Bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Kate was helpless: "Why don't you come."

Ian sighed: "I'm bigger, so it's even harder to get in. Just bear with it."

This is how to do ah?

Ian thought for a moment and said, "Take off your shoes and try again."

Kate quickly kicked off her high heels and put her delicate feet under the sofa again.

Then her eyes lit up slightly: "I touched it, but it went in."

Ian: "..."

He said helplessly: "You don't want your life to end here, right?"

These words finally gave Kate Beckinsale courage.

English Rose took a long breath, suddenly put her foot into the sofa, finally stepped on the knife and slid it out.

She groaned in pain, "I'm bleeding."

"That's rare," Ian muttered.

"What did you say?" Kate was stunned.

"It's okay." Ian and Kate moved their butts together to get the knife.

It was a rusty knife. Ian took it in his hand and began to cut the rope with it. This broken knife was so blunt!

Kate whispered, "How did you know there was a knife under the sofa?"

"I'm a journalist," Ian replied. "A good journalist must have extraordinary insight. By the way, my name is Ian Carr."

Feeling Ian cutting the rope, Kate said, "What are we going to do after the rope is cut? Jump off the boat?"

"Don't count on it, he has a gun," Ian replied.

Kate was horrified: "So we can't escape?"

Ian didn't answer, but struggled to cut his rope.

Shaking his sore arms, he untied Kate.

As his fingers brushed across her beautiful face, Ian's heart trembled slightly. He wanted to look at this beautiful body again, but he held back in the end.

He whispered, "There's only one way. Lure him over here and kill him! If you're lucky, you can kill him with one stab... He's the only one on the boat. We're prepared, so our chances are pretty good."

Kate's rope was cut, she shook her painful shoulders and looked at Ian, only to find that he was a handsome young man.

But what he said still shocked Kate.

He actually has the courage to kill people?
She noticed that Ian's eyes were calm, without any fear at all, as if he were a veteran killer.

In fact, Ian himself was surprised.

Being a journalist does require boldness and a ruthless heart, but being bold to this extent is neither Li Yi nor Ian Carr.

Could it be the combined courage of the two people?

Kate whispered, "Bad luck?"

Ian grinned, "He'll kill us both with one shot."

Kate took a long breath.

Although the kidnapping frightened her, sometimes one should not underestimate the explosive power of people struggling to survive in desperate situations.

At this moment, there is no choice but to do it!
She looked at Ian and said, "Let's do it, how do you say we should do it?"

"Wait a minute." Ian walked over and turned on the automatic photography function of the camera, placed it in the corner and aimed it at this side.

Ian whispered to the camera: "I'm Ian Carr. Miss Kate Beckinsale and I have just been kidnapped by a murderer. Luckily I found a knife under the sofa... The guy has a gun. I have to try and kill the guy or we will both die."

Kate was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Collect evidence to prove that we retaliated in self-defense."

Ian put the untied rope back on Kate and whispered in Kate's ear: "Get ready to shout. Whether you can attract his attention depends on your charm."

His slightly hot breath blew on Kate's face, making Kate Beckinsale blush slightly.

Ian took the knife and looked at it. It was just an ordinary fruit knife, a little rusty, and it required a good angle to kill someone.

He stood behind the door, swung a few times, and determined that stabbing the throat upwards was the most effective.

........................

"Charlie Mills!!! I need to pee!"

Kate's scream came from the cabin.

Charlie Mills, who was driving the boat, frowned.

He didn't want to pay much attention to it, but he still went down to the cabin. Because the boat was not big, Charlie Mills just looked out.

At first glance, Kate was seen sitting on the cabin floor with her legs slightly apart, revealing her white panties.

Charlie Mills' heart skipped a beat and he was instinctively attracted, unable to look away for a moment.

But the next second he realized something was wrong.

Where is that kid?
The next moment, Ian rushed out from the side and stabbed him in the throat with the knife in his hand.

flutter!
Blood splatters!

"Ouch!" Charlie Mills cried out in pain.

But this guy isn't dead yet.

The broken knife was too blunt, and Ian had no experience in killing people, so he missed the throat.

Charlie Mills covered his throat with one hand and instinctively reached for his gun with the other.

Ian had already grabbed his arm, and the two of them were wrestling wildly on the ground.

Kate also quickly broke free from the ropes and stood up. She raised the vase high and wanted to smash it down, but the two of them rolled around, making it difficult to do so.

Then there was a gunshot.

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

A moment later, Charlie Mills' body shook and blood gushed out of his stomach.

Ian climbed off Charlie Mills, a gun in his hand.

He pointed the gun at Charlie Mills: “Charlie Mills, you kidnapped and killed people, and you planned to kill us, do you think you deserve to die?”

Charlie Mills was covered in blood and still bleeding. Hearing this, he covered his throat and said, "Let me go..."

boom.

Gunshots.

My predecessor was a second-generation rich man who had tried everything, including guns.

Of course, this shot does not require marksmanship, but courage.

Charlie Mills was shot in the head, his body trembled, and then he fell down in despair and disbelief.

The last thought in his mind was: You've already shot me, why are you still asking those nonsense questions?
(End of this chapter)