Chapter 33

There was a strange smile on Mark's face. He put his finger in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. Then, suddenly, a large number of black-clad killers poured out from outside the manor, holding pistols and emitting a sense of killing. Mark struggled to stand up, "Nolan, it was me who looked down on you, I didn't expect you to shoot me despite Lily's life... Ha ha, I trained these killers for five years to kill you when you came to see grandfather! No one knows you are so unfilial. For five years, you have been indifferent to grandfather. What a good grandson you are!" "But these killers are not for nothing," he said, "It's time to play their part." Mark waved and dozens of killers walked around. Nolan's eyes gleamed sharply, and he quickly pulled Lily out as hard as he could. Lily's brain was in chaos, she mechanically followed Nolan, with panic running. She did not sober until the sound of machine gunfire came from behind her. "Lily, don't worry, I'm here," Nolan reached out in his ar