Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1329

Chapter 1329

The gates are closed.

She kicked it away, full of anger.

Inside the command room, Otis is talking to Eugene, who is half lying on the couch, smoking a cigarette, with a relaxed look on his face.

The door was kicked open, and he was so startled that the cigarette in his mouth fell on his clothes.

He hurriedly stood up and shook, the cigarette fell to the ground, but his uniform had been burned with a hole.

Eugene is also stunned, completely unexpected, actually the guard downstairs, also did not pull the alarm.

He wanted to protect Otis also too late, he simply did not have time to draw a gun, and Joyce's hands he had seen.

Otis narrowed his eyes and stared at Joyce, who barged in at the door with a gun. She was still wearing her peach dress, which she hadn't changed out of, apparently for the wedding today. Reflecting the moment she is extraordinarily beautiful and enchanting.

Otis straightened his collar and made himself look more calm, although he was threatened by her with a gun, he did not look afraid.

"Otis, what you did was too much! Come at me if you have the guts, why do you do it to others."

Joyce stepped forward and placed the gun directly against Otis' jaw.

Otis laughed, "Yo, take it easy, let's talk about it. After all, we are a family in the future, and I will listen to what you say."

"Roll."

Joyce said angrily, "You're dreaming. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

"Don't you dare?" Otis looked at her with raised eyebrows. It didn't feel good to have a gun held to your jaw, "Kill me, you only have one gun, one person, and you can walk out of here?" "Why wouldn't you dare?" Joyce sneered.

"Kill you, and why should the others continue to listen to you. I'm the supreme commander here!"

Otis' face changed and the hand that had been at his side gradually closed.

Although not the best solution, will bring bad influence to the Heath family, but really forced to kill him directly, is indeed a way.

For the first time, he finally felt a twinge of fear under Joyce's persecution.

He didn't want to let himself show it.

Desperately trying to control the trembling of his voice.

"I didn't want to kill Julia. It was the driver himself who missed, so I can't be blamed."

"Oh. Otis, I don't want to kill you either, but in case my hands shake, I can't control it." Joyce sneered and held the gun more firmly against him. Otis swallowed hard.

A rare pallor flooded his face.

Joyce suddenly raised her gun and fired with a "bang".

Otis and Eugene were both scared and crouched on the ground at the same time.

"Otis, I'm just here today to warn you not to do anything over. I'm not as easy to mess with as you think."

After saying that, Joyce put away her gun and turned away angrily.

Otis reels from the gunfire and knows he's alive.

Eugene also looked up at this point and looked around.

He reached out and pointed, "Mr. Robertson, look."

Follow the direction of Eugene's finger.

Otis saw the portrait of himself hanging in the command room with a bullet right in the forehead.

Looking at the empty doorway, a beautiful silhouette has left in style.

"Damn it." He slammed his fist into the wall, having just been warned by Joyce, he simply had no face left.