Under the rays of the sun, Henry walked towards the corner of the town with the blonde lady.
"Where are we going?" The blonde lady followed behind Henry, a hint of fear visible in her eyes. She had almost lost her life in there, and had been forced into her current state. She had grown afraid of this small town.
"We have to first find a car." Henry walked towards a direction purposefully. "In the past few days, I have observed the flow of this town's traffic and planned out a route. It would be easier to leave in a car."
"A car?" the blonde was stunned. "Where are we going to find a car?"
"There is an abandoned parking lot in the southwest of the town. I have been observing it with binoculars for the past few days. There are a few cars that we could possibly use. Let's go and take a look first." Henry put his arm across the blonde lady's shoulders and walked towards the abandoned lot like a loving couple.
Walking on the streets in such manner would attract even more attention, but at the same time, no one would realise that the man who walked the streets with his arm across the shoulders of a pretty lady was the same man on the wanted posters.
Meanwhile, on the other part of the town, the short-haired lady and the other four men had already made their move.
Their target was not within the church this time, but within a manor. The five of them had already figured out the terrain of the manor over the past seven days, as well as the distribution of its security personnel.
At that moment, the five of them sneaked into the manor from different directions, silently taking out several men along the way as they closed in on their target.
At the centre of the manor, there was an enormous open-air swimming pool. More than ten young models played around in the pool. The short-haired lady's target this time was Gerlaich, who lay comfortably on a poolside lounge chair as he enjoyed the special services of two young models.
One model leaned against Gerlaich and blew at his ear gently, then whispered, "Boss, they've arrived. Shall we settle this now?"
"Of course." a smile formed on Gerlaich's face. "The sooner we get it done, the sooner we can
have fun." "Got it." the model replied, then she got up and stretched alluringly. Those stretches were signals.
A young model sitting at the edge of the pool laughed, then jumped into the pool gracefully.
A member of the Nine Fatale had his eyes on this area. He watched the young model jump into the water. A few seconds later, the model reappeared on the surface of the water and looked straight at him, and even smiled at him.
He felt his heart skip a beat and a bad feeling welled up in his chest. Then, he saw the model that had just emerged from the water raise a submachine gun and pointed it at him.
"Goodbye."
The model said.
The Nine Fatale member could not hear what she said, but he could tell by reading her lips. With years of experience, he immediately switched positions. In the next second, a few cracks sounded. A cloud of dust billowed at the position he had just been. This was caused by the shots fired.
Almost simultaneously, the other four members of the Nine Fatale were all attacked. It was as if the hot models who had been playing by the pool all became Charlie's Angels, not showing the slightest hesitation when firing the submachine guns in their hands.
Gunshots rang out from all directions.
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