Chapter 1392

Chapter 1392

Senator Hughes was lying on the ground, motionless, eyes wide open,

dead.

He probably didn't expect to end up dead at the hands of his allies.

Didn't escape the country and didn't enjoy all that money he had, so he

died.

Otis squinted at Senator Hughes a look, heart holding fire, let him

usually restrain a little, not all day to indulge in sex, do not leave a tail,

so as not to be caught in the handle. He is good, drifted, then can not

blame anyone, can only send him to meet the King of Hell.

Otis waved the muzzle in front of Luther and Karl.

"Everywhere you guys are. , are you all tired of living?" He sneered, "In

case one day I don't hold the gun properly, accidentally, bang, haha, life

is gone, aren't you guys afraid?"

Luther was not impressed, "Mr. Robertson, do you dare? Just now,

killing the fugitive congressman, you are afraid that the crime is not

small. Do you really think you can keep everything down? There comes

a time when you can't hold back."

A pause, "I advise you, better restrain yourself. For a hundred years,

warlords are THE Heath, not half related to you. People, do not think

about what does not belong to you.”

Otis’ face changed, just for a moment.

"It's just a matter of tying the knot and getting married. The Heath

family married to me is THE Heath family's daughter, and Joyce was

supposed to belong to me, wasn't she?" He provoked directly, and the

gun in his hand was not lowered, but pointed at Luther's forehead.

Otis spat out clearly, word by word, "Advise Mr. Warner not to get

involved in the fight between warlords. What should be given up,

should be given up. Now give me Joyce, I can still let you off the hook,

later can not say ..."

Luther was instantly furious, his fists clenched.

Although Otis had a gun in his hand, he now just wanted to go up and

beat him up.

This is the first time that Otis, straight to his face, screamed at him that

he coveted his wife. Although he knew Otis's mind before, after all, did

not say it directly.

It is tolerable, but not tolerable.

Karl saw the momentum and held Luther down.

"Don't be impulsive." He cautioned.

Now they don't have the advantage, Otis brings more people, than they

do. Moreover, Otis was threatening them with a gun.

If you really want to use force, you will definitely lose.

Luther endured and endured, unable to endure.

And Otis had already loaded the bullet.

"Stand still and put the gun down." Joyce arrived at that moment and

aimed her gun at the back of Otis’ head.

Otis felt someone coming from behind him and knew it was Joyce.

Chris comes up to Otis at this point, while pointing his gun at him.

Several people, forming a standoff.

Otis , “, Chris , you are a foreigner, why do you want to get into this

mess of Pascaylia? If it causes international problems, you're not going

to get what you want."

Chris sneered, "It's none of your business, I'll do what I want, put the

gun down."

Otis wasn't the least bit afraid, "Joyce, I shoot, and he dies."

He glanced at Luther.

"Not necessarily.” Joyce's voice was cool, "Are you trying to match my

speed? You think you can get away with it with me and Chris around?"

"So why bother making a scene out of it?" Under duress, Otis laughed

instead.

Continue, "Joyce, the warlords are divided, and you don't want to see

that. wasn't it clear enough what Ruben meant last time? I hope you'll

take the big picture into consideration. How simple, you marry me,

things are all settled, why make you die and involve innocent people?"