Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The thorn in Phillips' heart.
Freya narrowed her eyes. "Do you really think I don't dare to touch you? You might have some influence on Ravel, but if you think you can rely on that to stop me, I'll make you pay the price! "
Although her words were mostly a threat, Freya was also serious. She had to figure out the man's identity.
If anyone tried to stop her, she would not be courteous to them.
Teresa remained expressionless after hearing this. She continued to stand in front of Freja and stared straight at her. She said word by word, "I've already said it. If you want to go over, you'll have to step over my dead body …"
"You!"
Freya narrowed her eyes and raised her hand slowly. She ordered her subordinates behind her. "Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish. Go!"
As soon as she finished speaking.
The bodyguards behind her raised their guns. Freya retreated to the back and looked at her coldly.
No matter how powerful Teresa was, she was injured. Under such circumstances, it was not difficult to kill her. The difficult part was how to capture her alive.
Ravel did not hesitate to hide the fact that everyone wanted to save this woman. She could not really let people shoot her.
However, she kept blocking her actions. Freya was also a little frustrated. It was necessary to take action.
She raised her voice and continued. "Why waste your life for a scumbag? Is it worth it? Why are you the only one guarding here? He has abandoned you. He doesn't care about your life or death. Even so, you still want to serve him? Are you stupid? "
Teresa hid in the corner. She listened to Freya's words while she struggled to reload her gun. She could only move one hand, so it was still very strenuous.
Everyone thought that she was a fool. It was not worth it to serve such a person.
However, everyone had their own ambitions. Was it so funny to sacrifice one's life for the organization that raised one?
The bullets flew past her and cut a wound on her arm. However, Teresa had also successfully killed two people.
Freya's gaze became colder.
She stared fixedly at the figure that appeared at the corner, and she was amazed by Teresa's skills.
Suddenly, he thought of a saying: Even if I become weaker, it doesn't mean that you've become stronger.
The difference between her and Teresa's level was too great.
Of course, it wasn't that she didn't have a way to deal with Teresa, but she didn't have time to waste here.
"Concentrate your firepower and attack! Don't stop!" Freya ordered.
Two fists were no match for four palms.
No matter how powerful Teresa was, her bullets were limited. Those few bullets would not last long.
Under such circumstances, Teresa would run out of bullets in less than three minutes.
The truth was just as Freya had predicted. Teresa had run out of bullets. One of Freya's subordinates had even shot her in the stomach. As the wound on her shoulder was not bandaged, the man was not kind enough to stop the bleeding. After a long time, she had lost too much blood and felt as though she was about to collapse.
Her breathing became rapid, and the rhythm of her heartbeat was no longer stable. Everything in front of her had turned yellowish green.
She leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and breathed quickly. A self-mocking smile appeared on her lips. It seemed that she was doomed today.
After such a long time, that person must have successfully escaped.
Her mission was completed.
The gun slipped from her hand, and Teresa slowly slid down the wall. Her whole body was curled up, as though she was already waiting for death.
Freya and the others did not hear any movement. They looked at each other, and a few of them went forward with guns in their hands. They walked over carefully and quickly turned around. When they were about to shoot, they realized that Teresa had slid down to the ground.
"Princess!"
Freja walked over and saw the bloodstains on the ground and Teresa's silent appearance. She let out a long sigh and said, "Why do you have to make yourself so miserable? What a pity. "
If Teresa wasn't a member of the J Organisation, she would definitely train her well.
She was a talent with potential. If she took her in, she would definitely be able to achieve great things.
"Princess, she's still alive …"
That person checked Teresa's pulse and said.
"Really? Hurry up and stop the bleeding. If this woman is really dead, Ravel might kill me. "
Because of Teresa's obstruction, she did not know where the man had run off to. She looked at the crisscrossing paths in the corridor. If there was no one to lead them, they might encounter danger.
"Sigh …"
She sighed and looked at Teresa, who was about to faint. She muttered, "In the end, you still got what you wanted."
"Princess, what should we do now?"
"You guys go and check it out …" Freya no longer had any hope. During this time, the man must have escaped.
"Yes!"
…
On the other side, the man left through the secret passage with his trusted subordinates.
Today, the heavens did not take his life. He had a chance to regroup. Just wait, he would send those bastards to hell!
"Sir, there's someone at the entrance of the secret room!" A trusted subordinate blocked his path and said cautiously in a low voice.
The man narrowed his eyes and stared straight at the place where the light came from. He said in a low voice, "Enemy?"
"I'm not sure yet. Our men are also outside. It could be them. However, there was no signal. They should not have opened the door of the secret room …"
It was because of this that the trusted subordinate was more cautious.
The man's face was extremely gloomy. His eyes were filled with malice. He looked coldly at the trusted subordinate and said, "Not sure? What did you do before? Why do I need trash like you? Hurry up and confirm it! "
"… Yes."
That person was so frightened that he trembled. He quickly ran over and stopped at the exit of the secret room. He carefully poked his head out. Not long after, he ran back.
"Sir, it's our men. They were just doing a routine check to see if anyone came in."
"Hmph."
The man snorted and did not say anything else.
He brought the rest of his men over and successfully left the secret room.
Just as he walked out of the exit, he saw a car parked not far away. This car was here to pick him up.
They had just walked a few steps when suddenly a group of people rushed out from all directions and surrounded them. The muzzles of their guns were pointed at them mercilessly.
The man's face changed. He looked at the person who came to pick him up. That person quickly lowered his head. It was obvious that this person had been bribed.
At this time, the window of the parked car suddenly rolled down. A handsome man with an angelic face was sitting in the car. He turned his head and smiled at the man. It was as if he had seen an old friend. He said, "It's been a long time, Sir Belisarius."
The man's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Tsk tsk, is it necessary to look so bad when you see me? I thought I was quite popular. "
Phillips leisurely got out of the car. His silver-gray suit had beautiful lines that perfectly matched his figure, making his figure seem even taller and taller. It made his originally somewhat immature face look even more mature. There was a hint of a smile between his eyebrows, and a hint of wickedness that didn't match the face of an angel emerged.
"Phillips!"
The man squeezed the words out from between his teeth. The moment he saw Phillips, the man became anxious. It was as if he was facing a great enemy.
Compared to the man, Phillips was much calmer. He chuckled and walked in front of the man. He put his hands in his pockets and said leisurely, "I know my name is nice, but I hope to hear it from the mouth of a beauty. Save it."
The man could not help but clench his hands into fists. He forced himself to calm down. He took a deep breath and looked around. He sneered. "What's going on? We are all from the J Organisation. Are you trying to stab me in the back? "
"The J Organisation?"
Phillips sneered and looked at the man with some contempt. "Are you worthy? Didn't you make the J Organisation split up a long time ago? Although we are all from the J Organisation, we are not comrades. "
"…"
The man's eyes darkened. Before he could say anything, Phillips glanced at his subordinates and clicked his tongue. "Don't you have a very loyal dog? That woman … Erm, the woman who looks exactly like Lacey. Is she not here? "
The man: "…"
Phillips didn't seem to want him to answer. He laughed and said leisurely, "Oh my, how could I forget? You've never treated a tool as a person. I guess you've already abandoned the person, right? Let me think, that woman is probably dead in the temporary base now. "
The man: "…"
Seeing that the man did not say anything, but his eyes were getting gloomier, Phillips's smile became brighter.
Ever since he returned from Russia, Phillips had been in a bad mood. He could not find a smile on his face. Now that he saw that others were suffering more than him, he felt that his mood seemed to improve a lot.
Building one's happiness on other people's pain was indeed very effective.
He continued, "That woman is a talent. That day when you brought her to the Elders' Home, her swift actions really surprised me. If that woman was still here, it would not have been so easy to catch you so easily. It seems that everything is destined, don't you think so?"
"I didn't know that a dog could be so noisy and arrogant." The man was not angry. Instead, he laughed and looked at Phillips with a half smile. "Black J is indeed capable to have such a loyal dog like you."
Phillips raised his eyebrows and smiled but did not say anything.
Obviously, he was not provoked by the man's words. He just calmly ordered his subordinates, "Bring her back. I want her alive …"
After he finished speaking, he turned to go back to the car. The man suddenly raised his voice and said, "In order to strengthen your power, you are even willing to give up your own woman. How magnanimous of you! Let me think, that woman is called Eve, right? Do you think she is now tossing and turning under the body of that mafia godfather in Russia? That cheap woman must be very good at seducing men. I don't know if she will serve him until he wants to die so that you can reap more benefits! "
These words were deliberately said to provoke Phillips. Unexpectedly, Phillips really stopped.
He turned and looked at the man.
With a smile on his face, he said, "I suddenly changed my mind. Leaving a scumbag like you in the world is simply polluting the air. For everyone's sake, please die …"
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