Chapter 232: Failed
[Chapter 233: Failed]
With a sharp gunshot, the bearded man who was running fell to the ground, blood gushing from his leg where the bone had shattered.
Despite the pain, he remained lucid. Using the momentum of his fall, he rolled behind two stone flowerbeds. Beads of cold sweat poured from his forehead, and his face turned an alarming shade of pale. Through the gaps in the flowerbed, he saw four bodies lying on the stone-paved square.
Among the four subordinates who had come with him, none had survived. Grinding his teeth, the bearded man turned his gaze back. Their getaway car was parked less than thirty meters away. It was impossible to reach it now.
Before coming here, the intel had warned that Hawke Osment was a crack shot and had some combat skills, but he never expected his shooting to be this remarkable. And those three or four bodyguards weren't ordinary either; one of them even shot better than their sniper. If it hadn't been for the fact that the sun hat had been taken out early in the fight, they wouldn't have been in this dire situation.
But the bearded man felt no regret. These mercenaries made their living on the edge. They sold their lives for cash, and dying in the process was simply part of the business.
The sound of helicopters filled the air. The bearded man looked up in the direction of the sound and could faintly see two helicopters swiftly approaching. From the thrum of the rotors and their silhouettes, they were likely from the FBI.
Sensing movement from the other side, he quickly raised his gun and fired a few shots in that direction.
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