The sound of gunfire intensified again.
Paige remained in the car and watched as Blanca bent over, carrying Alonso’s arm over her shoulder as she walked towards them. Alonso hung half of his body on her, his head hanging down, breathing a little quickly from the pain.
Blanca looked up at Paige, a little hesitant.
Paige nodded directly at her, signaling her to bring Alonso over.
In any case, Alonso was injured for Blanca, Blanca shot Enrico, and Enrico… did all this for her, standing against all the plutocrats.
As for her, she could not abandon the land she grew up in.
So to round it off, Alonso was injured for the country.
Righteous.
He deserves praise.
Blanca put Alonso in the car seat next to Paige, then called the doctor who was following them. The doctor stood by the car door, used scissors to cut the clothing at Alonso’s shoulder, looked at the situation, and said, “Fortunately, it will not be life-threatening.”
Upon hearing this, Blanca turned her head and ran towards the crossfire.
“Blanca!”
Alonso was so angry that he sat up in his seat and tried to pull her back, but he couldn’t even pull a piece of clothing, and he yelped in pain when he pulled on the muzzle of the gun.
Paige sat there, listening to the gunfire outside, glanced at Alonso’s injury and asked the doctor, “Do you need an operating room?”
“No,” Alonso fell back in his seat again, leaning back, his eyelids drooping, “Just remove the bullet.”
“Just take it out?” The doctor was stunned.
“Yes, just take it out. I can handle it.”
Alonso’s voice had a mature richness to it, but at the moment, injured, it sounded a little unsteady. ‘It would be better if there was some wine.”
“I don’t have any anesthesia on hand,’ the doctor said, looking at his injury and thinking. “I’ll go get the wine.”
The doctor turned and left, taking a special approach to an extraordinary situation.
Alonso leaned back in the chair, blood covering most of his body, slowly soaking his clothes. Needless to say, it must have been very painful, but apart from his labored breathing, he didn’t make a sound.
Paige watched him in silence.
She had just seen that Alonso had jumped on without thinking when Blanca was about to settle the matter for Enrico with the reckless thug from the Smiths family.
No wonder Blanca was willing to marry Alonso even though she knew he had another woman in his heart. This man probably really had nothing but love for her.
“What are you looking at?” Alonso asked suddenly, his eyes lowered.
“I was thinking that a fisherman who reeks of fish and alcohol actually has the courage to sacrifice himself to save others,” Paige said indifferently.
On hearing this, Alonso laughed to himself, “It’s surprising, isn’t it, that someone like me didn’t die on the lake.”
“There’s one thing I don’t quite understand. Why did Blanca draw your appearance?”
Paige said, looking up at the situation outside.
Enrico and Jaden were leading people to close in on the Smiths family.
As she turned her attention to them, a bloody smell suddenly hit her, and a rough hand suddenly grabbed her neck, pushing her back against the chair. Alonso propped himself up, his forehead covered in sweat, his eyes staring coldly at her, a small tear-shaped mole resting below the corner of his eye.
“Tell me, what is your relationship with the Folsom family, and do you have any other motives for being by Enrico’s side?”
Alonso had been shot and was very weak, his hand trembling as he held hers.
He couldn’t get an answer from Enrico or Blanca, so he had to ask the young girl.
Paige wasn’t panicking as he held her down, her hands just hanging there as she calmly answered, “I already answered this question with the Davis family.”
“The old lady doesn’t know what the Folsom family has been trying to do, but I do,”
Alonso continued to strangle her, his eyes dark. “Tell me, did the Folsom family send you to seduce Enrico and put him in the hands of the Folsom family? So that the Folsom family could take revenge.”
Just like Brangelina in the beginning.
Upon hearing this, Paige’s eyes twinkled. “What if I say yes? What are you going to do? Are you going to stand on the side of the Folsom family, or are you going to deal with the Folsom family for Enrico?”
After she finished speaking, she carefully observed Alonso’s expression.
“…”
It seems that his guess was correct.
Alonso’s breathing grew heavier, and his eyes became even colder. “Then you all have to leave Country A! I won’t kill you, and I won’t go against the Folsom family, but you can’t touch Enrico either.”
“…”
Paige was silent.
This choice… is not annoying.
Alonso tightened his grip on her neck, and a dark look flashed in his eyes. “Then we’ll start with you. The Folsom family seems to value you very much, so as long as I have you, they will have to leave.”
Why waste time on her?
Outside, the sound of gunfire filled the air. Paige sat calmly in the car, lowered her head to fix her sleeve, and only looked up at Alonso’s gaze after a while. She said slowly and calmly, “Mr. Alonso, you don’t think I’ve never done anything to the Davis family, and now that I’m not going out, I’m just someone you can hold at will, right?”
“What?”
Alonso was stunned for a moment, and Paige raised her hand, palm facing downwards. She struck Alonso’s arm with a soft and deft movement, and then slapped him on the chest with her other hand.
The air in the car was really stuffy, with the smell of alcohol, blood, and gunpowder all mixed together. She didn’t feel too comfortable breathing it in.
If he continued to strangle her, she was going to vomit.
Alonso had been shot and was still bleeding. He was hit so hard by her counterattack that he crashed into the back of the seat, gasping for breath in pain.
He looked at her in shock, “You know kung fu?”
Her movements were very agile and swift, and she had some skill. She wasn’t just struggling, and I’m afraid her kung fu isn’t low.
“Yes.”
Paige took out a tissue and wiped the blood that had gotten on her neck.
If Enrico saw this later, the man would definitely go crazy.
“So you’re not going out?”
Alonso was shocked. Blanca had gone out even though she was hurt, but she was staying in the car with all that kung fu?
“Enrico told me to count the stars in the car.”
Paige wiped her neck again and again, and then looked at herself in the mirror next to her. It seemed that she would need some water to wipe it clean.
“…”
Alonso listened, his brows furrowed.
It seems that Enrico’s fascination with this girl is deeper than he thought. No wonder no matter what he says, Enrico will never believe it, let alone guard against it.
As he thought, Alonso slumped in his seat and slowly pulled out the pistol at his waist.
The relationship between the Folsom family and The Gustin family’s villa is now so bad.
“Blanca once also pointed a gun at me, and then she regretted it and slashed herself with a knife.”
Paige calmly wiped the blood on her neck in the mirror, paused, and calmly added, “I wonder what Mr. Alonso will do when he regrets it?”
“What are you talking about…”
Before Alonso could finish his sentence, Paige raised one hand, pointed and released it, and a silver long-life charm dangled down and swayed in front of Alonso’s eyes.
“Pop…”
Alonso’s hand let go, and the pistol slammed hard on the back of his foot.