Shirley, as if provoked, actually took the gun from his men himself, squatted down, and put the muzzle against my heart, "Benjamin, remember, robbing others, is to pay the price."
The words came down hard, and Benjamin stormed up in the moment, breaking free of several strong men in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the sound of rumbling engines suddenly rang out all around, as if even the ground began to shake.
The next second, a helicopter sped in the sky, countless bullets swept towards the ground, and Shirley's men were instantly knocked to the ground.
In the panic, a few of the more resourceful people instantly stepped forward to protect Shirley from evacuation.
Several people retreated and tried to counter the helicopter with their guns, but the firepower was simply crushed and they were only beaten.
Shirley they were forced to the side of the car, the men dragged and dragged to take her away, "Miss, stay in the green hills do not worry about burning wood, first save your life is important ah!"
Meanwhile, Benjamin was finally free, but due to the wound on his shoulder seizing up, he gritted his teeth while on the ground for a while longer before he finally got up and was ready to come over and shield me.
But Shirley was not willing to let us go like this, before the car grabbed his men with a gun with a scope, a shot through his left leg, Benjamin's feet went weak, instantly fell to his knees.
I laughed madly, ignoring the bullets coming closer and closer around me, knowing only that Toby had been wounded, and he had finally tasted it.
Shirley wanted to fire a second shot, but the helicopter's bullets had already hit their car, so they had no choice but to get into the car and run around.
Once they were gone, the men in the helicopter stopped strafing and slowly hovered above me.
The helicopter hatch opened and dropped the ladder, several people in full military gear quickly came down and surrounded me inside and out, trip encirclement, one of the men with heavy camouflage on his face came forward and untied the rope for me.
Almost as soon as I saw his eyes, I recognized that he was Dennis.
Pain and heartache instantly rushed to the heart, the tip of the nose, I did not have the backbone to cry, with only the two of us can hear the voice pouring heart mourning, "Cassandra is dead, Dennis, they took her for me, and then killed her, she died for me, how do I explain to Stannis ah ...... "
Dennis calmly untied several knots on my body, wide warm hand wrapped my hand, his gaze firm and calm, "Clara, be strong, hold on a while longer, we will avenge Cassandra, believe me, believe your Dennis, okay?"
"Consider me begging you."
I really wanted to hug him and cry and be selfish and let him take me to a place without any pain and sorrow to hide and be a coward.
But I know that it is not practical, the dead are like this, the living have to live for them, and only by ending the source of evil with their own hands will their spirits in heaven rest in peace.
I held back my tears and squeezed one word out of my teeth, "Good."
Dennis gave me a stoic look, then stepped back, hid among the marching men, and put his head down.
Several soldiers then exchanged signals to make sure it was safe before Fidel, who was in the way, stepped into the inner circle to check on me, "Is Miss Kennedy okay?"
"I'm fine." Raising my hand to wipe the tears from my eyes, I barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "Thanks to you guys this time."
"It's thanks to--" Fidel stopped mid-sentence, glanced in Dennis' direction, and immediately changed his tone, "It's Miss Kennedy's luck that we didn't do anything. But later to talk to Benjamin, Miss Kennedy still have to cooperate."
I nodded, didn't refuse, and was then helped up by them and went over to check on Benjamin.
The GI guarding him was doing emergency treatment on his leg when he walked up to him.
Fidel explained in a very official tone, "Shirley as the number one drug lord in the country, we have been watching her for a long time, but it has been suffering from the lack of evidence to carry out arrests, so you two are frightened, this gentleman, still holding up?"
The tone was sincere and acted like he really knew nothing about Benjamin's identity.
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