At the same time, after the person inside showed his face, the guards surrounding the low building gave an order. "Kill him immediately!"
"Understood!"
Voices replied in unison, and then someone picked up the shoulder-mounted cannons.
They wanted to destroy the low-rise building so that the person inside would have no chance of survival.
Lucille's eyes were scarlet red. She used her ancient martial arts to the extreme and rushed into the building desperately, trying to save Hamilton before the cannons were fired.
However, no matter how fast she moved, she couldn't be faster than the guards.
Two shoulder-mounted cannons began firing from both sides.
At that moment, Lucille had just gotten close to the short building. When she got closer, she could clearly tell that the person behind the window was not Hamilton.
Hamilton had a will made of iron. He would never make that kind of terrified expression.
Hope turned to despair in an instant.
Bang!
Bang!