Chapter 133 - 41 Help Me Deal with Someone_3
"Money?"
From beneath the thin scavenger’s mask came a sharp, mocking voice, "Someone doesn’t like you and wants you gone. The money’s already been paid."
The man’s long hands rested on Kotaisky’s shoulders, ready to grab him and shove him into the vehicle. Kotaisky wet himself, letting out screams like a pig being slaughtered, struggling nonstop.
In response to him was a burst of gunfire.
The chaotic intersection was suddenly interrupted by an ambulance, with the passenger seat occupant sticking half her body out of the window. Her fiery red hair fluttered in the wind, as she fired continuously at the scavenger’s vehicle with a rifle in hand.
The thin scavenger’s hand seemed to get hit, and in pain, he released his grip on Kotaisky.
Meanwhile, the NCPD sirens blared loudly, seemingly as if a swarm of cops were rushing here.
"Damn it!"
The thin scavenger decided to kill Kotaisky right then, perhaps too nervous, he fired several shots but missed the vital parts. However, the ambulance was near, forcing him to retreat, or else he’d be run over.
The woman in the passenger seat shouted at Kotaisky,
"Get in the car, quickly!"
But Kotaisky was still stunned, unmoving, so she continued shooting to suppress the scavenger before getting out, forcefully yanking him, and hauling him back into the ambulance, urging her companion to drive.