Chapter 1862

Without question, the bodyguard was the "moon", and when Ollie's mechanical leg slammed into him, his body nearly tore apart. Before the bodyguard could even catch his breath, a streak of green light shot from Ollie's eyes, striking him in the head. A sharp cracking sound filled the air, and the bodyguard was blown to pieces. The other bodyguards' expressions shifted with fear. They no longer felt they were fighting a man, but a demon straight out of hell. "You're all dead tonight," Ollie growled sinisterly, his face twisted. Anyone tied to Jack was a mark for slaughter. Only five bodyguards remained. Sheer willpower kept them standing. They knew their chances of victory were slim against Ollie, but for their own dignity, they couldn't possibly retreat. Retreating also meant certain death. They were only left with one option, which was to fight to the end. It was destined to be a massacre. Meanwhile, Emily stumbled downstairs, gunfire and screams echoing around her. She saw hotel s