Chapter 1203 - Chapter 1203 Chapter 1203 We Have Backing Smart Ones Should
Chapter 1203: Chapter 1203: We Have Backing, Smart Ones Should Scram Quickly Chapter 1203: Chapter 1203: We Have Backing, Smart Ones Should Scram Quickly The man leading the group watched as the bodyguards protected a middle-aged woman who was cowering and searching through the factory. His eyes betrayed his anxiety. He was much calmer than the others, although he was initially startled when Enna Clark fired a shot into the air. But after the initial shock, he slowly regained his composure. His face was covered with scars and bulging muscles; he looked at Enna Clark with inquisition and scrutiny, “Who exactly are you people? What are you doing here?”
Enna Clark didn’t pay him any mind.
Used to throwing his weight around, it was the first time he’d been so blatantly ignored, especially by a woman. His face lost color, turning ferocious as he said with his sinister, squinty eyes, “Do you know where you are? Daring to break in? Do you think you can really handle the consequences of stirring up trouble? Let me tell you straight, we have connections. Smarten up and scram!”
Enna Clark finally acknowledged him, her clear eyes indifferent; her lips barely touched as she asked, “Who exactly is ‘upstairs’ for you?”
“My ‘upstairs’ has…” The man almost blurted out too much, luckily he caught himself before spilling the beans and said with rage and embarrassment, “Are you trying to trick me into talking?!”
Scott Harris’s patience had worn out, he looked at the man with frigid eyes, “I advise you to watch your mouth!”
The man instinctively wanted to retort with something dirty, but then his eyes inadvertently caught sight of the gun in Enna Clark’s hand. The words reached his lips but were then swallowed back down. His face, already dark, turned a red so deep it was almost black, his mouth opened and closed several times without the courage to speak.
Just at that moment.
A cry of extreme joy and tears came from inside the factory, “Tiffany, my Tiffany, what happened to you?”
“Mom…”
And then came a round of weeping.
The man’s expression violently changed, realizing who Enna Clark was looking for. Immediately he waved his hand, his brutish, scar-covered face taking on an air of tyranny, “Get your weapons! We can’t let them take her away!”
This was the person he had been strictly ordered to keep an eye on. If they let her get taken away today, could he even stay in this area?
The others all took orders from him. At his command, everyone grabbed what they had at hand.
Scott Harris became fully alert, his backbone stiffened, his arm placed protectively in front of Enna Clark, “Ms. Clark, be careful!”
The faces of the other bodyguards also became serious.
In the tense atmosphere, ten bodyguards escorted the bedraggled and constantly crying mother and daughter out of the center.
The leader spat on the ground and said viciously, “Stop them!”
Just as his words fell, a bang of a gunshot was heard; only ten centimeters away from his left foot, the ground kicked up a cloud of dust, which plastered his face and made his thigh sting with pain. He looked as if he’d been struck by a spell, standing there stunned, staring at the petite woman holding the gun at him!