Fred’s eyes were aze with spite as he pulled the trigger, killing Marian.


    Her eyes were wide open in disbelief even as she died, falling backward ever so slowly.


    She must have never expected to die in the hands of herpdog.


    Crash!


    A group of men in ck charged inside just then–they were all Seth’s bodyguards, charging in to


    protect him after hearing he got hurt!


    As soon as he saw them, Seth could not care less about their pain as he pointed at Fred and yelled,


    “Go get him, but keep him alive!”


    Recognizing danger, Fred promptly fled upstairs, while Seth’s bodyguards lunged at him at his orders.


    Fred fought back even as he ran, his marksmanship perfect despite his extensive injury. With each


    crack of his gun, one of the bodyguards would drop dead on the floor.


    However, the bodyguards were no slouches.


    They spread out as soon as they saw he had a gun, ready to outnk him.


    Fred could read their movement and did not have enough bullets for them either.


    He took his only option–running straight back into Brock’s office and shutting the door!


    He still had four bullets and had already finished what he came to do.


    If


    anyone else was eager to court death, he would not mind taking them out as a bonus!


    Still, Seth’s bodyguards proved their efficiency once again and kicked the door open soon enough!


    “Come on!” Fred screamed manically from behind Brock’s desk. “Let’s see if you pricks are tougher


    than my bullets!”


    He fired one shot, killing the first bodyguard who charged in through the door.


    Two more rushed in, but they did a barrel roll as soon as they got in and leapt at Fred from both sides.


    However, Fred was quicker.


    Bang!


    Bang!


    Both bodyguards dropped dead instantly.


    However, that meant Fred only had one bullet left.


    He could not do anything against the bodyguards charging at him in numbers, just as he knew what


    would happen to him if the Yaffes got their hands on him after today.


    It was a shame he did not kill Saffe when he did…


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    He raised his gun and aimed it at his temple, but the bodyguards were too fast–one had already


    reached him, and Fred dropped his gun even as he was knocked down and subdued.


    The bodyguards‘ leader red at Fred and growled coldly, “You’ve killed a lot of our men and maimed


    Seth himself. Toote for regrets, don’t you think?”


    Fred looked up in defiance. “It’s just a shame I couldn’t kill you.‘


    “Haha!” The manughed. “You can say anything you want, but you’ve lost. Break his limbs, boys Mr.


    Yaffe will decide what to do with him.”


    Fred closed his eyes even as the bodyguards strode up to him. He knew this would happen when he


    killed Brock anyway.


    “Hold it!” someone snapped sternly from the doorway right then.


    Everyone turned to find Frank standing there, holding Seth by the cor.


    He was choking Seth, too–the man’s face was purple, and his eyes could pop out!


    Fred looked up when he heard the familiar voice too and saw Frank as well.


    The bodyguards‘ leader could feel his face fall when he saw that Seth was captured. “Who the hell are


    you?”


    He did not dare make a move–he would be med if Seth was killed!


    “Frank Lawrence.”


    The bodyguards‘ leader frowned, but he hadpletely no idea who Frank wasMaterial ? N?velDrama.Org.