Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 480

"Police roadblock ahead!" the driver shouted.

"Ram it."

As the car approached the barricade, Neely slowly rolled down his window.

Just as an officer neared the car, he raised the gun and fired. The officer fell. Before the others could react, Neely fired three more shots.

The car crashed through the roadblock and disappeared down a side street.

Everyone in the car was terrified, except for Neely. His calm was unnerving, edged with a reckless, life-or-death madness.

Suddenly, a heavy truck appeared at an intersection ahead. The driver swerved to avoid it, lost control, and crashed into a signpost.

A man in work clothes, his face obscured by a hat and mask, climbed down from the truck. He was tall and lean, clearly young.

Enraged, Neely got out of the car and pointed his gun at him.

The man raised his hands in surrender.

At that moment, police cars surrounded the crash site. The injured bodyguards from Neely’s car crawled out and put their hands on their heads.

Neely grabbed the man, pressing the gun to his neck. "One more step, and I'll kill him!"

Officer Woods held up a hand, signaling his men to hold their positions. "Neely, don't make this any worse. It's not too late to turn back!"

"It was too late the day my mother died," Neely sneered. "I never planned on turning back."

"But you have a son, a grandson! You haven't lost everything."

"Don't make me laugh. I'm getting the death penalty either way. My only regret is that I didn't get to finish off a few old acquaintances. What a pity." He laughed at himself. "Looks like fate isn't on my side this time. But at least I'll have some company on the way to hell."

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify