This made Conlin feel more dangerous than ever before.
Conlin growled, shook his fist at the night devil in front of him, and hit her hard.
The chain on the wrist was pulled and made a sound.
Athach dodged sideways. Instead of rushing to shoot him, she spoke to him in a gentle voice:”Conlin, it’s me. Calm down.”
However, in Conlin’s ears, it was a series of terrible magic sounds.
Conlin’s move became more and more vicious, and his fists hit the fatal point of Athach.
Athach still evaded and didn’t fight back, then called him:”Conlin, Conlin.”
No matter how she shouted, in Conlin’s eyes, she was a dark devil who would kill him.
Joyce covered his nose and blood flowed from his fingers: “You’re useless, he won’t listen.”
He shouted at Athach:”It’s all because of you. You can’t do anything. You’ll only delay treatment. You’ll be killed.”
Joyce was really angry. If Athach was killed, he has no sympathy at all.
Self-righteous woman!
Joyce could only look at it but could not stop it. Conlin became more violent, and his roar was like a wild animal.
He could only give the order: “Sniper.”
This was to tranquilize Conlin. If not, Joyce could only use Noan sedative, which was a last resort.
Athach could not wake up Conlin, and his moves became more and more fierce. She no longer evaded and began to attack.
Athach’s moves were soft but hard, and they were just right to restrain Conlin.
She slapped her hands and Conlin quickly fell back and hit the wall.
Whew.
A needle cut through the air and nailed it to the wall.
Joyce saw that the tranquilizer shot by the sniper missed, and he scolded Athach: “Don’t make any trouble. This beyond your ability, fuck!”
Athach didn’t care about him, but continued to fight with Conlin.
Conlin’s moves were cruel, and she restrained him, but Athach’s face was already sweating.
The sniper shot several shots again, all because Athach missed.
Sniper: “The last shot.”
Joyce doesn’t care whether Athach lives or dies: “Beat that stupid woman!”
Conlin’s current situation was very dangerous. Every time he comes on, he was in danger. The longer he comes on, the more his life will be consumed.
Joyce wants to kill Athach by himself.
This time, the sniper stared at Athach.
This kind of tranquilizer, for normal people, will take effect immediately as long as they scratch their skin.
Although it was useless to Conlin, it was useful to Athach.
However, the sniper aimed at Athach and waited for the opportunity.
Joyce also prepared Noan sedative, just waiting for the opportunity, and then took action against Conlin.
It couldn’t be dragged on any longer. Conlin will only become more and more violent. He was worried that even the sedative will not work for him.
Joyce watched them fight together and found the rules. He decided to wait until Athach fell down.
Sniper, in three, two, one, shot.
Athach’s hearing was very sharp. She did not turn her head when she heard the sound of shooting. She grabbed the iron chain on Conlin’s hand and blocked it.
Conlin, who was about to move, only felt a pain in his arm. He looked down and found that the injection was stuck in his arm.
Joyce denounced a dirty word, turned his eyes and fell to the ground.
At this point, Athach clung to the chain again, and then turned around. She just trapped Conlin with the iron chain and pushed him against the wall.
Athach leaned up, her red lips closed to his lips: “Mr. Greef, if you don’t behave yourself, I’ll be angry.”