It's just that Obadiah, what he can't possibly know is that even though he had watched Kara get in the car and leave here, everything he did at the moment fell on Kara's senses.

For such a person who dares to kill himself, so to speak, the child of his brother who has grown up, how can Kara not be wary of him?

Unfortunately, Obadiah did not let his secretary explain to him how the plan was carried out.

Kara also had no way of understanding what kind of means they had prepared to deal with her.

After all, the superpower he has is suspected to be a copy of Superman, but it is not a copy of Professor X.

She doesn't have much mind reading.

Besides, there are always some surprises in life, even if it may be another kind of shock, but at least there must be something that you don't know.

If everything goes down step by step according to the script, then there is not much meaning.

But now that Obadiah is able to react like this, it is enough to prove what a shock the matter of the Ministry of Defense directly handing over the order to Hammer Industries is for this old guy.

He even did not hesitate to kill himself on the day that the Ministry of Defense made the matter public.

"Let me see what kind of surprise you can prepare for me."

But until the next morning, Kara did not receive any action in the dead of night, possibly from Obadiah's direction.

Or maybe it's because the whole of Las Vegas is so bright at night, and it's arguably better than New York to be called the city that never sleeps.

The neon lights at night, as well as the signs lit up by the lights of the major entertainment facilities, forced Kara to close the curtains last night before she could fall asleep.

This kind of light pollution environment makes that guy have no confidence?

Rubbing her forehead, Kara was so disgusted with a city for the first time.

In Kara's eyes, anything that can affect her and sleep well at night is quite disgusting.

But it doesn't seem like Obadiah wanted to kill him at night, or kill himself at night while he was sleeping.

Otherwise, Kara could have said with certainty that the old bald man had actually acted on himself while he slept.

I would have rushed straight into the top suite of Caesars Palace that night and pinned that nasty old bald head to death in the bathtub.

At this time, Carla was also a little fortunate that she came to Las Vegas without anyone else except her private jet crew, not even her secretary.

Otherwise, if something happens like an attack, it may affect the employees you bring.

Before coming to her private jet, Carla also directly observed the various positions of the entire plane with her own perspective to see if there was any place that had been manipulated.

Even if someone did get off her plane and dropped a bomb, Kara didn't think there was anything wrong with her, but the rest of the crew could be killed.

That wasn't what Kara wanted.

As Carla prepares to head to the airport, she discovers that the atmosphere in Las Vegas is completely different from yesterday.

Ordinary people are still happily carrying out their sightseeing tours and fun, but the police officers on the interface in Las Vegas seem to have changed their attitudes.

The cops didn't have the calm atmosphere of yesterday, but they were ready for action, as if something big was going to happen in Las Vegas next.

Kara is also a little curious about this.

Carla listens carefully to the conversation between the cops, trying to see what has changed in Las Vegas on the night she sleeps.

Could it be that the president of the United States is coming over today?

The president of the United States is still doing his job honestly in Washington.

It was clear that coming to Las Vegas was impossible, and it didn't take long for Carla to learn all the news from the police interlocut.

Because someone escaped from a prison in Las Vegas.

A heinous murderer.

Although it is said that in the past year of American prisons, there will always be one or two guys who have successfully escaped from prison, but they are also quickly recaptured.

However, during the time when he was still in Las Vegas, such a coincidence appeared as an escaped prisoner and a murderer, no matter how you think about it, it is not a simple coincidence.

Kara could clearly feel a sharp knife on top of her waist at this time.

"Don't make a sound, I need you to get me out of here." An extremely rough voice sounded behind Kara at this moment.

If Kara guessed correctly, then the guy who is threatening herself now should be the escaped prisoner.

"Hurry up and get in the car!" The man put a knife against Kara's waist and kept urging Carla to get into the car.

Kara didn't care and sat directly in the car, and the man could almost be said to follow Kara's pace and sat next to Kara.

And even with such a big action as getting into the car, the knife that the man put against Kara's waist is still quite hidden, and if you don't look closely, no one will find out that Kara is being coerced now.

As soon as the man got into the car, he had already closed the partition window between the driver's seat and the back seat.

The driver also has no way of knowing what is really going on behind the car.

But this is all personal freedom, and he naturally didn't think about anything, just drove decisively and drove towards the airport he had booked.

"Why are you looking for me?" Kara looked at it rather calmly, and the guy who was now sitting next to her asked.

"A single and rich woman is, of course, the best option to hold hostage." The man smiled and looked at Kara, who was now being successfully held hostage by himself.

A pair of dark eyes did not hide it at all, looking Kara's figure up and down.

"I like to hear women like you, begging me for mercy before you die, and being able to open up all your voices." The man licked his lips rather morbidly, and it could be seen that he was quite enjoying the picture he had painted.

"It sounds like you're just a piece of waste who likes to abuse and kill women." Kara smiled and said this, without giving the escaped prisoner any face.

The escaped prisoner never imagined that a woman who was held hostage by him with a knife would be able to make such a mockery against him, and he had no fear at all.

Even in Alaska's prisons, few people dare to speak to themselves in such a tone.

The Escaped Assassin's attitude towards Carla has also changed completely, as he previously hijacked Kara's knife. At the moment, it is not hidden, and it has been placed directly in front of Kara.

The sharp blade flashed in front of Kara's face.

Although Kara didn't know much about the value of knives, she could still see that the knife in the man's hand was obviously not something that an escaped prisoner could easily obtain.

"This knife is worth a lot of money, where did you get it?"

"You still have the heart to care about where my knife came from? It's better to care about which part of your body I'm going to do next. The escaped prisoner gently scraped Kara's face with the back of the knife in his hand, and said to Kara with a wicked smile.

However, it is clear that Kara is not in the same panic as the escaped prisoner expected, begging for mercy with tears in her eyes.

"How can you be sure I'll be able to take you out of Las Vegas? What if I'm just going to another casino? Kara was completely oblivious to the knife that had been attached to her face, and just calmly asked the escapee.

The escaped prisoner, who could still continue to talk to Kara, suddenly broke out at this time, and the knife in his hand was no longer scraping Kara's face with the back of the knife, but directly replaced with a blade.

Kara has so many questions that the current escaped prisoner doesn't have the patience to continue talking to her.

"I've decided, cut through your pretty little face."

Just do it, the escaped prisoner has already aimed his knife at Kara's eyeball at this time, and he is ready to insert it directly.

He believed that when Carla was hurt, all the performances would not be as calm as they are now.

Weep.

A wail of pain.

and the most pleasurable pleas.

will all appear in this hard-mouthed woman.

"Bell!"

Unlike the rather familiar eye-piercing sensation he had ever had, this time he saw the sparks of the knife in his hand burst out after it collided with Kara's eyeball.

It's like hitting an iron ingot with a knife in your hand.

At this moment, he could feel his hand trembling from the shock.

But how is this possible, how is it possible that someone's eyeballs will be harder than steel.

"Let me think about it, someone released you and told you to come to me directly." Kara ignored the escaped prisoner's shocked expression, and just calmly spoke her guess to the escaped prisoner.

However, the escaped prisoner completely ignored Kara's words, and still looked at the knife in his hand in shock, and at the same time kept moving towards the car door.

"Then they're going to give you a legal status, a suitable condition, to get you out of Las Vegas safely, or even out of the United States safely." Kara was also continuing her speculation, completely ignoring some of the guy's small movements.

"But it's a pity that instead of giving you the right conditions and legal status, they will put you in concrete support and throw you under the beautiful coast of Los Angeles."

"You're a monster!" The escaped prisoner broke down, and he began pointing at Kara and yelling at her, "You're a monster!" He began to swing the door handle frantically, trying to get out of the place.

"No, no, no, I'm not a monster, the real monster is a disgusting scum like you." Looking at the actions of the escaped prisoner, Kara also directly smiled and dragged him in front of her.

"Let's say goodbye."

Two fiery lines of fire shot out of Kara's eyes, burning the escaped prisoner's eyes and burning his entire head to ashes.

The whole rear compartment was filled with a disgusting stench.

and a headless corpse.

As for what to do with that thing, Kara's way of dealing with it can be described as simple and crude. In front of the absolute heat, the thing was burned to ashes by Kara inch by inch, without damaging the original body.

The only downside is that it doesn't smell good.