novelraw Chapter 395: Which side are you on?
Chapter 395: Which side are you on?
Austin Winters’ eyes sparkled with stars, blood dripping from his nose, stained all over him. Half of his face was bruised and purple, looking miserable.Remembering the beatings he got before, he suddenly got angry: "It was your dad who killed your mom! Go dig his grave! Grind his bones to dust!"
Harry Hunter raised his hand for another punch!
Austin Winters spat out a mouthful of blood, teeth stained red by the blood, he laughed, grim and horrible: "Harry, your dad didn’t love your mom at all, so he doesn’t love the son she bore! Mom died, dad doesn’t care, grandma loves money, grandpa only cares about carrying on the family name! You’re a pathetic nobody loved!"
Harry Hunter slammed him onto the ground, fists raining down, accompanied by the muffled "bang bang" sound, Austin Winters screamed miserably!
Connor listened to his consistently foul mouth, thinking that during most of the time with the Hunter Family, it must be Austin Winters who was there, while Winters Seal grew up with Tucker Seal, under different circumstances, not as foul-mouthed as Austin!
Alexander Parker lay on some unknown loner ghost’s grave, chewing on a wild grass, for the first time thinking that Harry looked somewhat pleasing.
Good beating!
Beat him to death!
Dare to touch his butt, better beat Austin Winters until his butt bursts!
He was thinking this when a bullet flew past his ear, aiming at Harry.
"Young Master, watch out!"
Connor reacted quickly, suddenly pounced on Harry, the bullet passed through his arm, trailing a mist of blood. Google seaʀᴄh N0veI.Fiɾe.net
"Connor!"
"I’m fine!"
Despite the intense pain, Connor immediately answered, shielding Harry behind him: "There’s a sniper! Young Master be careful!"
Harry didn’t even lift his head, directly tearing off a piece of his shirt sleeve to bandage him.
Austin Winters lay on the ground laughing: "How’s that, brother, is my gift not bad? Haha! You think I’d be as stupid as Winters Seal, going out without some protection? If I die here today, not only will your Connor die, but your woman Isabella Weaver will too! My assassin is already in position!"
Hearing this, Alexander Parker crawled to his side, grabbed his neck, like a deadly ghost climbing out of the grave, chillingly saying: "Repeat what you just said to me?!"
Austin Winters wasn’t killed by Harry, but almost choked to death by Alexander!
This lunatic doesn’t know his strength!
Another bullet flew over, landing at his feet, leaving his legs slightly numb, his grip loosened by two degrees.
Austin Winters seized the chance to push him away, kicked him, gasping while clutching his neck, after a while cursing: "Maniac! Are you crazy? Why choke me! Her husband isn’t anxious, why are you? Whose side are you on anyway?!"
Harry coldly surveyed the cemetery, indeed not anxious, because before leaving, he had already situated Isabella Weaver well, Austin Winters’ assassins couldn’t break his defense—he had suffered losses once, wouldn’t make the same mistake again.
The cemetery was planted with pines, Austin Winters’ sniper should be hiding in the trees, but no idea how many people he actually arranged, the previous two shots came from different directions, at least two marksmen with precise shooting!
His odds of winning quickly diminished!
Connor’s arm was injured by the gunshot, simple bandaging couldn’t completely stop the blood loss, his face already starting to pale.
Harry quickly made the decision: "Connor, let’s go, back to the city!"