The six bandits who were chasing Albert heard gunshots from the third floor and hurried down from the fourth floor, not realizing that they were slowly approaching death.

These people are also professional killers who are used to bloody deals, and prudence is an indispensable motto in their lives. The six bandits lined up in two columns, leaning against the walls on either side of the corridor, slowly advancing, the men behind covering the attacks behind them, and the men in front aimed their Uzi submachine guns at the enemy who could rush out at any moment. However, the leader of the bandits believed that Albert was nothing more than a rabbit fleeing in panic, and that he was no longer much of a threat, so he did not arrange for a person to act as the executor of the second assassination after the first assassination failed.

No one noticed the movement in the twelfth storage room, but Albert could clearly hear the footsteps of everyone outside the door, and when the faint sound of leather shoes on the wooden board sounded at the main entrance, he closed his eyes slightly and pricked up his ears to listen to Albert suddenly pull the gun, the firing pin hit the bullet primer, and the gunfire suddenly started.

The originally dark and silent storage room was torn apart in an instant by the terrifying sound of death and the dazzling light of the Browning machine gun. When John saw Albert fire, he followed with the trigger, although the first shot was terrible, and it was a Thompson submachine gun with impressive recoil. However, you don't need accurate marksmanship to shoot at close range, as long as you pull the trigger and keep the fire going, you'll be able to suppress the enemy.

The thin walls of cicada's wings could not withstand the tossing of 7.62mm bullets, but the flying wood chips and dust blocked the killers' vision. Heavy machine-gun bullets rained down on them unhindered, and although some of them fired back in the panic, they could not hit Albert and John, who were lying down.

In five seconds, John ran out of thirty rounds, and Albert's Browning machine gun took thirty seconds to vent more than two hundred rounds, and he didn't stop pulling the trigger until there was no movement outside. John loaded the other magazine, and he wanted to go out to see if everyone was dead, but Albert tugged at his sleeve and motioned for John not to be in such a hurry.

He pulled out a grenade from the corner. After pulling out the firing pin, he said to John, "Generally speaking, professional killers have a hand left, and there may be a real scavenger character waiting for us to get out of the hallway." So it's best to clean it up before you go out. ”

Albert opened the door with a palm-sized slit, then threw the grenade out and quickly closed the door, pulling John to the spot where Anne was hiding, clutching his head and saying, "Be careful." ”

There was a loud bang, and the grenade outside the door was detonated. Albert felt the whole room shake in the explosion, and it was only then that he picked up an M3 submachine gun and cautiously opened the door with John and walked out. I saw six bodies lying on the ground. Everyone's bodies were ravaged by Browning's 7.62mm bullets, and with the grenade Albert threw at their center to blossom, absolutely no one could get back to their feet again.

Perhaps the only thing that this bandit leader thought of before he died was to regret why he didn't arrange more people for the queen, at least someone would collect his body for him.

"Come out, Annie, it's all over." John returned to the house to bring out Anne, who was huddled in the corner, and she grabbed John's arm and walked out carefully, as if terrified of seeing the bloody scenes, reminding her of the nightmare of being kidnapped by robbers last time.

"Let's go. If you don't leave, the police will come. Albert glanced back at the large number of weapons in the storage room, and shook his head a little regretfully, give it to the police, I don't lack a few weapons. He comforted himself in his heart before he reluctantly prepared to walk away.

Just as the three of them were about to leave the scene of the murder. Anne accidentally looked behind her, only to see the still dead bandit raise his hand and point the muzzle of the black hole at Albert.

"Be careful." Anne let out a loud cry as she broke free of John's hand and stopped behind Albert. At the same time, the killer's Uzi submachine gun also fired the last bullet at Albert. Anne flew desperately, the bullet went right through her back and into her body, and Anne collapsed into Albert's arms.

"No!" Albert and John shouted this sentence almost at the same time.

The bandit put down his gun in despair. Quietly watching the woman who slowly fell from Albert's arms, before the bandit could show a triumphant smile, the angry John picked up the gun at his feet, and almost all the remaining bullets were fired into the chest of the bandit who was not dead, and a scarlet and bewitching blood flower bloomed in his chest.

Albert hugged Anne tightly, his hand pressed against her blood-soaked back, and despite the shocking patch of viscous red, he tried to stop the blood from flowing from the wound.

"Hold on, don't die, you'll be fine." The panic that Albert, who had always been unfazed, was all reflected in Anne's eyes at this moment, and she smiled a little, thinking that Albert was very funny at this time. She wanted to hurt the big boy by talking as she usually did, but every breath hurt like her lungs were soaked in water, and she gave up the idea. Anne felt her body getting colder and colder, as if her surroundings were being stripped of her temperature, and the words she was trying to say were weighed down by the blood in her throat.

Dying in the arms of this man who has quarreled since he was a child is really a big joke made by God. Anne suddenly discovers that Albert is not as annoying as she thought. Especially after saving her from the mafia that time, it seems that this boy, who lives under the dazzling halo of his brother all day long, grew up in an instant at that time, became calm and mature, and gradually became the appearance he admired. The light shines brighter than his brother's.

Maybe that's why he willingly blocked the bullet for him at the last moment. Anne's consciousness was blurring, and she tried to imprint Albert's chiseled face into her mind, only to find that everything was blurring.

When the song ended, Anne couldn't speak, and Albert couldn't hear it.

Albert could only see Anne lying in his arms with a happy expression on her face, but her pupils gradually dilated. Albert hurriedly laid Anne flat on the ground and pressed his hands on her chest for CPR. Every time Albert's palm pressed hard against Anne's chest, he called out Anne's name. I hope that this hypocritical lady can maintain a sense of survival.

However, Anne finally lost too much blood, and even the last trace of breath slowly faded, and gradually the oil lamp dried up, and finally her hands hung down weakly.

Albert sat on the floor of the hallway, looked at Anne, who had lost her breath, and muttered to himself, "Impossible, this impossible." ”

"Albert, you bastard! You killed my sister! John angrily grabbed him by the collar and raised his hand to slap him in the face. The crisp sound of the slap even echoed throughout the hallway. John's slap seemed to exhaust all his courage and anger, and he slowly sat down against the wall, staring at Anne, who seemed to be asleep next to him, and bit his lip and said, "If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't have died!" You can't even protect the people around you, what kind of crown prince are you! Every pig is stronger than you! Rubbish! ”

John's grim expression seemed to be about to break Albert's body to pieces along with those killers.

John's words made Albert feel as uncomfortable as if he had been cut in the heart by a sharp blade, and he stood up against the wall, and after a brief moment of grief, the vengeful anger gradually eroded his entire heart.

Albert stared at John with cold and chilling eyes, he raised his head and said in a cold tone, "Yes, if I can't even protect the people around me, how can I protect my people from being ravaged by foreign enemies when I become the monarch of Belgium in the future." ”

"Therefore, those who dare to violate me, I will let them all repay the tooth for the tooth, and pay the debt with blood."

"The person behind the accident that caused Anne, I will definitely not show mercy to him." (To be continued......)