Female Novel
Chapter 492 Ten Minutes
A swarm of killers were approaching.
There was a rain of bullets.
As if the autumn wind swept the wheat seedlings, members of Grand Freemasons continued to fall.
Sorrow was everywhere, the screams were endless.
Even Jack who had been through the assassination by the mercenary team in TM Villa District, he
couldn't help but feel numb in his back right now.
Now this big scene was far beyond the scene of the assassination at the TM Villa District!
"Isaac!"
Suddenly, a loud roar was heard.
Jack's pupils narrowed, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Carlos Juan running over under the
cover of several Grand Freemasons members.
At this time, Carlos Juan changed from the usual gentle and calm aura to a person whose body was
stained with blood and his face was full of hostility.
"Whatever the cost, cover Jack and get him out first."
Before Carlos Juan arrived, he coldly threw out these very firm words.
Isaac nodded with a resolute expression.
"Somebody, help to cover Jack and the ancestor to get out!"
"I won't leave!"
Carlos Juan stomped angrily, "Are you not taking me seriously? Although I am old, but it hasn't come to
the point where I can't even pull the trigger or kill anyone!"
"Ancestor!"
Isaac gritted his teeth anxiously as he watched the assassins swarming.
Just when the two were arguing.
A cold voice suddenly sounded.
"No one needs to leave. If we leave, our trip will be completely wasted."
Carlos Juan and Isaac were shocked at the same time and turned to look at Jack.
Jack smiled at the both of them and looked up to the sky.
"There is more!"
Carlos Juan was taken aback for a moment, then he was overwhelmed with surprise.
"You mean the plan with the Mr. Ward?"
Jack nodded.
Then he took out his cell phone and dialed Mr. Ward's phone.
"Are you here yet?"
After a few seconds of silence, Jack's brows gradually twisted.
Snap!
He hung up the phone.
He looked at Carlos Juan and Isaac, and said solemnly, "Ten minutes, can you hold it?"novelbin
When they were planning last night, Jack had already planned everything.
Except for the fact that the assassins were coming now, it was beyond his expectation.
This was already a crazy siege at all costs.
The speed was so fast that he was initially frightened and that shivered his spine.
From the first shot, disrupt the slums.
To the current scene, less than ten minutes had passed.
Carlos Juan and Isaac looked at each other.
Isaac's eyes flashed sharply, and he said solemnly, "Fight for it, let's do this!"
"Okay then, you protect Jack, and I will gather people to form the defensive."
Carlos Juan made a decisive decision.
But as soon as the words were spoken, Isaac resolutely said, "Ancestor, you should protect Jack. If
anyone should rush to fight, it should be me."
"You are the Mafia Boss!"
Carlos Juan's eyes were bloodshot, as he glared angrily.
"Just because I am the Mafia Boss, it's my duty to take the lead!" Isaac was very resolute.
Before Carlos Juan could speak again, he turned around and quickly ordered his command.
Choosing a tall building, Carlos Juan led the members of Grand Freemasons and protected Jack while
he was rushing into the building quickly, using this as a stronghold to defend himself.
On the other side, Isaac took most of the members of Grand Freemasons, surrounded the tall
buildings, facing the overwhelming gunfire of the assassins’ group, and persevering.
Boom!
A bullet came from nowhere.
Isaac, who was focused on shooting, had no time to dodge, and was instantly pierced by a bullet
through his left shoulder blade, blood flying across the place.
"Boss!"
Upstairs, Carlos Juan who witnessed this scene hissed and roared.
"I'm fine!"
Isaac gritted his teeth, stood up again with a brutal expression, and continued shooting with the gun.
It seemed as if the gunshot wound with blood flowing from his left shoulder blade did not exist.
"Suppress the fire!"
Carlos Juan had tears in his eyes.
At this moment, the old man burst into a terrifying murderous intent.
As they had taken over the high ground, they were forming a firepower net, obviously it could relieve
some pressure on Isaac and others downstairs.
But even so.
In the stormy hails of bullets of the huge assassin group, the assassin group was also advancing step
by step toward the tall buildings with an irresistible momentum.
Jack laid on the back of a member of the Grand Freemasons, always watching the battle below.
And his hand was holding his phone tightly.
On the home page of the phone, it was surprisingly a timer that was seen.
Ten minutes!
Normally, ten minutes were really short.
But in this situation, of those ten minutes, every second seemed like a year.
Looking at the assassin group that kept advancing from below, Jack's palm gradually started to sweat.
Only three minutes.
The opponent forcefully advanced to a position less than fifty meters below the tall building.
How would they block them the coming seven minutes?
"If this continues, we won't last ten minutes at all!"
This was what Jack thought.
Looking at Carlos Juan, who was almost shooting frantically, Jack suddenly said, "Carlos, where are
the other members of Grand Freemasons that are supposed to cover me?"
The people who accompanied them on this trip were just a few members sent by Grand Freemasons.
Most of the real guard members were hidden in the dark, and were located in various places where
assassins may appear, ready to protect them at all times.
If all these members could be called, they would be able to turn the events of this battle!
However,
Carlos Juan's words instantly made Jack fall into the abyss.
"We have been blocked! Outside the slum, someone is intercepting us! They are coming closer to
here."
Jack's pupils shrunk and the corners of his eyes were bulging, his blue veins exposed clearly.
Have they been calculated to this point?
A part of the support members of Grand Freemasons would be intercepted briefly, and then most of the
forces would be gathered in the slums to end the battle in the shortest time?
At this moment, Jack felt cold all over.
He, Carlos Juan and Isaac are calculating the power behind the scenes.
But in the current situation, it seemed that the forces behind the scenes had also counted with this
step.
The point was that it was within these ten minutes until Mr. Ward arrived!
Jack murmured with erratic eyes, "As soon as they successfully blocked the Grand Freemasons'
support and killed me within these ten minutes, they would actually have achieved their goal."
Boom!
Just as he said that.
A bullet came through the air.
Jack felt a blazing wind rushing past his ears.
A pothole burst out on the wall behind him.
Was that a sniper?!
An abhorrent chill instantly rushed from the sole of the foot to the top of his head.
When the Grand Freemasons member squatted down with Jack on his back, Carlos Juan, who was
shooting at the window, turned his head suddenly.
His facial expression were ferocious, but in his eyes, there was a hint of despair.
"Ten minutes left, I don't think we can last."
This sentence was like the lavish urging of a Sanskrit sound.
In an instant, Jack fell into the abyss of despair.
If they couldn't hold it for ten minutes, then... they would completely lose!
Below the tall building.
It was already a terrible scene at this time.
The members of Grand Freemasons were felling one by one.
Less than three-tenths of those could stand up to resist.
Facing the violent advancement of the assassin group, the intense feeling of despair was surrounding
everyone.
Isaac was hiding behind a car, the magazine in his hand had already been lighted up.
His face was pale, and he searched for the gun in a panic.
"Block it, I can block it!"
Isaac wiped the blood flow from his shoulder blade.
Suddenly, he saw the corpse of a Grand Freemasons member next to him. The corpse was still holding
a gun tightly.
Isaac rolled around on the spot, picked up the gun, got up, and was about to shoot.
A black muzzle suddenly appeared in front of him...