Bang!
The back of the car was violently gunned down.
K, who was driving in front of us, could not help but blurt out, “Shit! This Orlondo Marta has broken his word! President Eduardo, Miss Claudio, sit tight!”
Behind the bulletproof black car, trailing several modified sports cars, the snipers stood over the cars with sniper rifles firing a frenzy of shots into the back of their cars, giving them no chance to stop.
Eduardo Tercero squeezed Claudio Belles’ wrist tightly and, in the cramped space of the car, the man’s dark hawk eyes bore into her, “If you shoot me now, you can go back to the Ming organization with my head on yours! Isn’t that why you came here, to kill me? Shoot me, Claudius Belles.”
Claudius Belles’ fingers, pale and blue as he gripped the pistol, cursed harshly through clenched teeth, “Crazy!”
She violently pushed it away, grabbed the AK and opened the window at once, leaning out her small body and arms, firing a volley of shots at the pursuing assassins behind her.
Gunfire, clamor.
“Old K, raise the bulkhead and lower it, give me the gun!”
Inside the car, the elevator bulkhead lowered, Old K threw his gear into the back seat, Eduardo Tercero held his gun with both hands, locked the seat ropes around his waist, opened the door and leaned out half a body, sweeping with precision at the assassins chasing them from behind.
Old K glanced in the rearview mirror and applauded, “Good job President Eduardo! Let’s show these little hillbillies what a double assassination can do President Eduardo!”
After a burst of gunfire, the three vehicles sent by the Ming organization, exploded.
Old K’s car, already driving along the coast road.
“President Eduardo, almost to the position where our helicopter is located.”
Claudio Belles coldly ordered, “Old K, stop the car, I want to get out!”
Old K: “… Miss Claudio, this …”
President Eduardo did not shout for him to stop, how could he have the guts to do so!
Claudio Belles raised his gun directly at Old K: “Are you deaf?”
Old K cautiously looked in the rear view mirror at Claudio Belles’ fierce expression, holy shit, Miss Claudio is really fierce, President Eduardo what eccentric tastes, to like such a dangerous woman!
Eduardo Tercero’s big hand lifts, splits and snatches the pistol from Claudio Belles’ hand and throws it straight out the window!
“Eduardo Tercero! Are you crazy?”
Claudio Belles glared viciously at the man, who glared back with scarlet rage, “I was crazy to risk my life in Z! I was crazy to fall in love with an undercover agent who betrayed me! I was crazy to give up such an important transportation hub as Valencia for a woman who didn’t deserve it!”
With those words, Eduardo Tercero grabbed the back of her neck and directly sealed her red lips.
The woman in his arms at first clawed and scratched at him, but gradually she stopped resisting and Eduardo Tercero paused slightly to look at her, the corners of his eyes already red.
Eduardo Tercero let out a low sigh that seemed helpless, hugging her close as Almira rubbed her ear and cried out in a muffled voice, “Claudio.”
Claudio Belles stifled the acidity and lump in his throat, took a deep breath and rested her chin on his shoulder, invisible to the emotions on the others’ faces, before allowing herself to shed a small tear.
“Edward the Third, I can’t go with you.”
As much for his sake as for hers, after all they are people of different status and together they will only cause bloodshed.
“Why, can’t you leave the position you got in the Ming organization? Or is it that you never had an iota of affection for me when you were close to me, except to count me in?”
Claudius Belles pushed him slightly away, looked at him with unblinking eyes and said, word for word, “I only went to you to count on you, I never had my heart set on you, not even in Valencia, where I lured those assassins we met. If I liked you, I would not have attracted those murderers there. If I liked you, I would have stayed by your side.”
Eduardo Tercero’s dark eyes, a wave of cold silence, stared into her eyes and asked, “Why did you save me from the Ming Organization killers in Valencia when you had the chance to kill me?”
“It would have done the Ming Organization no good to kill you at that time, we were after that territory in Valencia, and that time the assassin sent in Valencia shot me just to prove my importance in your mind. The fact that you took the bullet for me was proof enough that you were hooked so that we could move on to the next step without incident.”
After saying these expressionless words, three words escaped Eduardo Tercero’s thin lips, “You lie.”
“Eduardo Tercero, I am not Claudio, I am Claudio Belles. Claudio has loved you, but Claudio Belles has never had his heart set on you.”
Eduardo Tercero snapped his wrist, “I don’t care who you are, answer me if you’re coming with me or not.”
“I have someone I love and I can’t go with you.”
The answers are as good as the ones that come.
Eduardo Tercero had expected her to say any kind of answer and had thought she would refuse, but he had never imagined that would be the reason for her refusal.
A loved one?
Eduardo Tercero laughed, “Who is your loved one?”
Claudio Belles looked directly at him, “You have fought him, you should have an impression of him.”
“I’m not interested in that, I just want to know who he is.”
“White Wolf.”
The atmosphere, for a few seconds, was silent.
Among the four eyes, one seemed to be frank, the other seemed to have no ripples.
Eduardo Tercero’s throat, rolled, tightened his wrist, loosened, his scarlet eyes beyond belief, “Does he know I slept with you?”
“I don’t know, as long as you don’t say anything and I don’t say anything, he won’t know. Besides, I’m only sleeping with you for the mission, he’ll understand.”
Eduardo Tercero’s fists, clenched and clucked.
Good job, very good job.
Him, Eduardo Tercero, abandoned after having slept with a woman… hehe, what a nice guy!
Old K, who was driving in front of him, spun around several times as he could smell the killer aura that President Eduardo was giving off from the front and back seats.
It’s a wonder Miss Claudio is still alive under these circumstances.
Eduardo Tercero’s brow furrowed and he coldly reprimanded Old K: “Old K, stop the car!”.
Old K: “…”
A word of advice, stop the car.
Car, stop.
Edward the Third said in a cold voice, without looking away: “This time, I’ll let you go, but next time, you’d better not fall into my hands, as I said, I’ll take revenge on those who betray me”.
The voice, deep and cold, with a crumb of ice.
“Thank you President Eduardo for forgiving me. Next time, I will have no mercy either. President Eduardo, goodbye.”
Claudio Belles opened the car door and was about to drive away when Eduardo Tercero suddenly yanked his arm away and put a pistol in his hand roughly.
Claudio Belles was slightly stunned, why did he give him the pistol when he had decided to separate, when he had said he would retaliate viciously?
The next moment, Edward the Third said, expressionlessly, “I am not in the habit of owing people things. This I return to you.”
Claudio Belles held the pistol in his hand and nodded, his voice slightly astringent, the corners of his lips curved slightly into a slight smile, “This is the second pistol President Eduardo gives me, and I will treasure it.”
Pushing open the door, stepping out, closing the door and walking away without looking back, the movements were abrupt, without a moment’s hesitation or pause.
Eduardo Tercero sat in his car, watching his back in the rearview mirror as he drove away, and put a hand to his temple.