53. Ceaseless Bullets

Chapter 53

Ceaseless Bullets

Donna intercepted the lightning with her body.

With a sudden crack, as the lightning struck, a thick earthen wall materialized in front of her, miraculously blocking its path.

Osborne swallowed.

"This elderly woman is also a metahuman. Her strength surpasses Milo's by far! Is her superpower to control the earth?"

Osborne was extremely shocked.

"L–Let go of me."

At that moment, a shy voice suddenly sounded from Osborne's arms.

He glanced down and discovered Clarissa staring at him with her captivating eyes. She, like a startled bird, was held tightly in his arms, cheeks flushed red.

He coughed and quickly released her.

He said solemnly, "Ms. Radcliffe, we need to leave this place immediately and find somewhere to hide! You're being attacked by more than one person, and gunmen are closing in!"

As soon as Osborne finished speaking, gunshots rang out in the distance.

The downpour limited visibility for all but him. With Satan's Eye, he effortlessly pinpointed the location of every enemy.

With each shot he fired, an enemy fell a hundred yards away.

By the time he had emptied the last of the ten bullets in his magazine, ten enemies lay knocked down in the distance, and the dense gunfire abruptly thinned out.

He seized the opportunity and returned to Clarissa's side.

"Ms. Radcliffe, let's go!"

Osborne helped Clarissa up and covered her with the riot shield, ready to leave.

Meanwhile, a tall and robust figure obstructed their path.

It was Paul.

Osborne subdued the enemy's gunfire, prompting Paul to emerge from cover. Instead of launching an immediate counterattack, he swiftly rushed to Osborne.

"Hey, let go of Ms. Radcliffe!

"I am the captain of her bodyguards. From now on, I will take care of her!"

With that, Paul pushed Osborne away violently.

Osborne staggered, feeling the immense force from Paul's hand, as though he had been squeezed by an elephant.

He couldn't help but frown.

Ignoring Osborne, Paul said to Clarissa, "Ms. Radcliffe, the enemy's attack is too intense. I will take you to the safe house now!"

"Take him with us!" she said hurriedly.

She stared at Osborne's shoulder with concern. "Osborne, are you injured? Come with us to the safe house. We'll be safe upon arriving there."

Before Osborne could speak, Paul said coldly, "No!"

Then, he ordered Osborne, "Remain here to hold off the enemy and buy time for Ms. Radcliffe! Don't retreat. Reinforcements are on their way."

He held up the riot shield, ready to protect Clarissa to the north.

Osborne frowned at his words.

"Hold off the enemy? Buy time? Sorry, why should I listen to you?"

Paul narrowed his eyes.

He said threateningly, "I am the captain of Ms. Radcliffe's bodyguards. In an emergency, I have the authority to command all of her bodyguards to fight! Do you dare disobey my orders?"

Osborne smiled, "You are mistaken about one thing. I'm not yet Ms. Radcliffe's bodyguard. Therefore, as the captain, you can't give me orders."

He was reluctant to entrust Clarissa to Paul because he didn't trust Paul, or rather, he didn't trust anyone.

Her safety was crucial to his test of heirship. Only by personally safeguarding her could he find peace of mind.

Paul's gaze turned icy. Swiftly, he lifted his gun and aimed it at Osborne's head. "How dare you defy my orders? Believe it or not, I will consider you an enemy and eliminate you on the spot! I have reason to believe you might be a spy!"

Facing the black muzzle, Osborne was instantly annoyed.

He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Give it a try!"

"Do you think I won't?" Paul sneered, brimming with murderous intent.

Anxiously, Clarissa shouted, "Captain Paul, I command you to cease! Osborne is not a spy. He just saved my life! Therefore, I order you to put down your gun at once!"

Paul was taken aback by her chilly and stern voice.

Meanwhile, Osborne glanced into the distance and furrowed his brow. "If we continue arguing like this, the enemies will catch up! Where's the safe house? I'll escort you there!"

Paul met Clarissa's angry eyes and finally moved his gun away.

He scoffed, "Three hundred yards north!"

He prepared to take Clarissa away.

"Three hundred yards north?"

Osborne was momentarily stunned, his Satan's Eye scanning to the north. He became nervous and urgently grabbed Clarissa's arm with a straight face.

"Wait. We can't go there! There are enemies lying in ambush!"

"What?" Clarissa exclaimed.

Paul snapped, "Don't talk nonsense, you bastard! That's the safe house guarded by my people. How could there be enemies?

"Are you a spy, deliberately trying to delay time and prevent Ms. Radcliffe from reaching the safe house? I am very suspicious of you. Why did the attack occur now? Could it be because of you?"

Paul stared at Osborne with doubts and vigilance.

Even Clarissa was slightly swayed. The attack had come suddenly and violently this time. The guards outside hadn't issued any warning, and the enemies had approached her directly.

It was impossible that no one inside revealed her location.

But how could it be Osborne?

Clarissa didn't believe that he was a spy. He had indeed risked his life, darting into a hail of bullets to retrieve a riot shield solely to protect her.

The gunshot injury in his shoulder was still bleeding!

Had he been a spy, there would have been no need for him to act in such a manner, and he would have had ample chances to end her life.

"Am I a spy?"

Osborne sneered, "I warned you about an enemy ambush three hundred yards to the north. Believe it or not, you shouldn't go there."

"Well, get out of here!" Paul growled before pushing Osborne away rudely and dashing north with Clarissa.

After a moment of hesitation, Osborne still followed them.

Along the way, he ran into another unconscious bodyguard and retrieved a pistol. He caught up with Clarissa while shooting at the back.

Even in inclement weather, his marksmanship remained remarkably accurate, knocking down an enemy with every shot.

Unfortunately, due to the overwhelming number of enemies, he couldn't eliminate them all.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring my Draco Model H mini–handgun. Otherwise, I might have had a chance to kill them all."

While the pistols provided by the Radcliffe family for the bodyguards were potent, each magazine held only ten rounds. In most general dangers, the bullets were certainly sufficient.

However, in the current situation, no matter how skilled Osborne was with his marksmanship, ten bullets could only murder ten enemies.

It was far from enough!

Moreover, the enemies possessed night vision equipment, which rendered them less hindered by the harsh conditions. Upon realizing Osborne's formidable shooting skills, they advanced cautiously with the help of cover.

It became more challenging for him to kill the enemies.