Chapter 131

The eyeball is one of the most fragile organs in the human body and the blood vessels are also known to be the most complex.

Lloyd felt dizzy, the pain from beginning to end turning into numbness. He pulled the handrail, tilted his head back, his lips were white, his lips were dry, but his right eye was still wide open, looking forward in horror, he was afraid, afraid something would happen again.

But there is something called: "Murphy's Law!"

This means the more you think about it, the better.

Two cars drove in the alley, one in front of the other, hitting many pieces of debris on the side of the road. They were so scared that some residents ran outside when they heard movement, facing the burning car. Hutouben cursed loudly.

But be quiet the next second!

As soon as the first car rushed out of the alley, a booby-trapped missile came out of nowhere, directly knocking out the first Tiger Ben! He rolled many times on the ground, despite the fire, explosions...

People panicked and quickly ran to hide in their houses.

"Come back come back!" Lloyd shouted, standing up as if back in time.

The driver was also sweating profusely from fright, and hurriedly shifted the reverse gear. The tires spun a few times on the spot, and quickly drove towards the back. This half was scratching and pulling on the wall, sparks came out, but this Who cares about this at that time?

Escape!

After the first Hutou Ben was overturned, dozens of bullets hit the site, which was full of holes.

If the bodyguards here are not dead at this time, it is really unreasonable. After waiting about three or four minutes, Mist and several staff members ran in. When he saw the body inside, his face suddenly became angry, he kicked the car door, stomped his feet and cursed, then went into the alley. Li glanced at the wall and saw scars on it, but it was too late to pursue him. Public order in Asmara depends on the security team and most of them are in charge of the military. If they wait for them to come, they won't be able to escape.

Mist had no choice but to give up. " Failure? You didn't kill him? Duong Dao frowned, his heart pounding, but in the blink of an eye, his eyebrows opened and he calmly said: "Go to the city hospital and keep an eye on it." All what I can say is God bless him, because God won't let him die, so we can only give him face.

Having finished speaking, he threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and picked up the newspaper on the table. The information written is nothing more than the situation in North Africa or Ethiopia's internal problems. . "Boss, if Lloyd runs away, I'm afraid... given his personality, he will fight back." The little angel is really very straightforward.

Duong Dao frowned and heard the other person continue to say: "Or... Should we go to West Africa to kill him first?"

Why does Italy kill so many people?

Could it be that with a sharp knife in hand, killing intent would suddenly emerge?

But this is really tempting Duong Dao, if he did this, if it were him, he would definitely run away and bite you!

"Find someone to kill him!"

"airy."

After the little angel finished speaking, Duong Dao suddenly felt depressed. The most important thing is that Lloyd doesn't die and he feels uneasy. He folded the newspaper and threw it on the table, took out another cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.

"Doctor! Doctor!"

The only two remaining bodyguards carried Lloyd, who was unconscious, and banged on the door of a clinic. There were scattered footsteps inside, the door opened from the inside and a head poked out. A black doctor glanced at Lloyd. Among them, the main thing was that he was too unhappy, the blood on his face was frozen, like a pig that had just been killed.

"Sorry, let's close the door…" The doctor wanted to close the door and a gun was pointed at his head.

"If you dare to close the door, I will kill you." The bodyguard said harshly. The opponent had no choice but to welcome the injured person, but he looked at the wound very embarrassed: "This wound is too deep, the eyeball is gone, the only way is to take the eyeball out, if No, there won't be any problem." will cause harm to life."

Eye removal?

I don't know if Lloyd heard this comment or not. His mouth moved slightly as he moved his body, but no one noticed. The two employees were also embarrassed by this thought and looked at each other.

"This eye was not removed..."

"There will be an infection. If you don't recover well, it will easily become serious." The doctor answered honestly, carefully looking at the weapon in the opponent's hand, afraid he would fall.

"Then let's do the surgery!"

One of the bodyguards gritted his teeth and confirmed. But who would have thought it would be even more difficult for a black doctor: "I...I can't afford surgery here so I have to go to a big hospital."

Medical facilities in Asmara are still funded by charities, not to mention private clinics, most of which are run by foreigners. In any case, this place does not have strict medical supervision. As long as you can get a few combs, let him drink more hot water. Water is also good, as long as it doesn't kill people. If you do surgery, how can you get the technology and equipment?

Is everything said absurd? The bodyguard was so angry that he kicked the other person in the stomach, threw the doctor to the ground, raised his pistol and fired twice!

A bit difficult...

The people around Lloyd are all reckless people.

"You... How did you kill him?" Another bodyguard said dissatisfiedly: "What about boss?"

"Take him to the hospital!"

"You promise the assassin won't look at the hospital?"

The killer bodyguard has a bad temper and his tone is a bit Western European: "So what do you think? Do you just want to watch the boss die?"

The latter lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "I know who I have to find, and he is the only one who can save the boss in Asmara."

"WHO?"

"MacArthur."

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The group of buyers remained at their official residence.

Asmara is so big in total that someone used a rocket launcher to attack people in public, and they couldn't hide it if they wanted to. The movement was too noisy and was accompanied by gunshots. Francis and others think there are rebels inside~www.mtlnovel. com~ There were fighters who contributed to Eritrea's freedom, of course they also had opposition, but most of the opponents operated in a backward form. They carried out attacks in many cities. The most recent was the Mendefera bombing. A school was bombed, fortunately there was bloodshed at the time, but still injuring a teacher who was left behind, this was more of a warning.

But when he learned that Lloyd's convoy was attacked, MacArthur's calm face finally showed surprise for the first time, asking suspiciously: "Lloyd Lover?"

"Yes, General, at the scene we found four bodies, all beaten to death, but we did not find Lloyd's body. We believe he is still alive." A black man carrying a second lieutenant on his back stood up to report.

Was he attacked when he left the villa?

And it's always honest, is it still conjecture? It must be Asian!

Because there was nothing but dirt between them, but this kind of under-the-nose assassination was like a slap to MacArthur's face, his face trembling with pain.

"Nicholas!" He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice, his heart aching with anger.

"General."

At this moment, a guard ran to the door, his face covered in sweat, looking very worried. MacArthur was about to scold him when he heard the other person say: "We found Lloyd and his bodyguards outside. They came to seek asylum and asked the general to protect them.

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