Chapter 747

They were immediately surrounded by the motorcycles. The gangsters began to bang on the car

windows with the iron bars in their hands. As such, the bodyguard in the driver‘s seat swerved the car

to knock down some of the outlaws, but the people banging on the windows were too many for them.

Suddenly, a row of studs appeared in front of the moving car. It turned out that the motorcycles were

only there to divert their attention, forcing the car to accelerate, and then unable to brake in time to

avoid the studs.

Sure enough, popping sounds were heard. Although the car tires were anti–puncture, the car was

eventually slowed by the overwhelming number of nails. As a result, the three cars behind immediately

accelerated and caught up.

“President Presgrave, it appears that we will have to get out of the car to deal with these gangsters.”

The captain of the bodyguard analyzed the situation calmly, knowing that they would be unable to

proceed at all under the current circumstances. “The cars behind us did not catch up with us, but we‘re

already entangled by them. We can only get out for the time being.”

Elliot nodded, after which the bodyguard neatly drew the car mat beneath his feet, revealing the spot

where they hid their sophisticated and well–equipped weapons.

“Take this, President Presgrave. We must launch a successful counterattack against these outlaws.”

Elliot accepted the gun, and he was still well–versed in the shooting techniques. Despite having been in

the business industry for many years and maintaining a successful career, he clearly did not forget the

skills he had learned while he was training in the secret army.

To avoid the confrontation on the avenue, the car took a side road and drove into the dense woods.

The four people in the car quickly exited the vehicle and sought shelter. At this point, the outlaws‘ cars

rushed in, followed by the motorcycles arriving one by one. When the first man collapsed to the ground,

the others instantly became vigilánt.

The outlaws lacked a comprehensive understanding of their adversaries. They were simply outlaws

who wanted money after completing their missions, but this time they knew the target was a wealthy

man. It was very simple for them to get rid of a businessman.

However, when the second and third men were killed, their nerves were put to the test. Their

opponents‘ skills and equipment were obviously superior, as was their shooting accuracy.

“Come on! Get your act together, everyone! Whoever kills the target receives one million as a reward!”

When the terrified men learned of the million dollar reward, they quickly regained their senses and

spirits. They would never be able to make such good money in their lives, so today was their only

chance.

When the outlaws‘ leader discovered that they had lost six of their members, he became enraged and

pulled out the bazooka they had just used to fire aimlessly at their opponents, eventually forcing one of

Elliot‘s bodyguards to appear. While dodging bullets, the bodyguard injured his leg and fell to the

ground at a position very close to Elliot.

Elliot ignored the risk of being discovered while saving his bodyguard. He reached out and dragged his

bodyguard to a safe location.

“Don‘t worry about me, President Presgrave. The most important thing right now is your safety,” the

bodyguard breathed out. His broken leg was bloodied and burned.