Her Majesty novel Chapter 32

Ben wiped the blood on his face, and then said, “I am ok, but Justin, how did you seize this baster?"

I whispered, “Never mind, Let’s save the person first."

Ben nodded and made a wink to his man, and then the man got out of the car with his limped legs. Under my threat, John obediently released Amanda.

I pulled him all the way back to the outside. There was a white van out there, I said to Ben, “Ask you men got into the car."

At this time, Ben suddenly shouted, “Justin, be careful." He dashed out and blocked me with his back.

There was a loud bang, the sound of the gun was piercing in the darkness.

Ben fell to the ground. A man in black was holding a gun in warehouse, the muzzle was still smoking.

I could no longer pay attention to John and held Ben, Shouting, “Ben, Ben."

John took the opportunity to break free from my control and ran to the warehouse, shouting, “Kill them, kill them with knives, no guns, no guns."

Ben’s men helped me pull Ben into the car. The car drove forward, after the car a large group of people in black was after us.

Finally we threw John's men out of sight, all the people on the car let out a long sigh of relief.

It was the first time I had ever experienced such a scene. When I was got rid of them, I immediately felt weak and my shirt was wet with cold sweat as if I had just been pulled out of a river.

I took a breath before I checked the injury of Ben. His clothes were all blood stained, the cold sweat was on his head, his eyes were dim. And there was a blood hole in his shoulder, with blood is zooming out. I knew he got shot to save me.

I was nervous and said anxiously, “Ben, how do you fell. You cannot die, it is all my fault, it is all my fault!"

I felt regretted that I didn't stop beating my own head. Ben slowly raised his hand and held my arm, he said in weak breath, “Justin, don't do this. Grace died, you are my only living relative in this world. If it weren't for you, we will be all death. Don't worry, he did not hit my critical part, I won't die."

I grabbed his hand in surprise and shouted, "Really? Are you sure you won't die? That's great, that's great."

Ben nodded slightly and said softly, “Justin, I want to take a smoke."

I use my trembling hands to find a cigarette, lit it up, and then stuffed into the mouth of Ben. Ben inhaled twice, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Half a burning cigarette slipped out of his hand.

"Ben, Ben! I shouted wildly, shaking his shoulder desperately, but Ben closed his eyes without a trace of reaction.

I was scared and thought Ben had been dead.

At this time Amanda climbed over to open the eyelid of the Ben, took a look, and lied on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, and then he whispered to me, “He is fine, he just fainted."