Two people pushed open the car door, leaned against the railing, one elegantly flipped over, and rushed towards Brutus.
People from the Special Service Bureau noticed something was wrong too. Three strong men in suits got out of the car, looking impressive, but actually...
they were just for show!
Damn, a bunch of useless people who can't even tell what's going on.
"Help! Help…" Belsaria screamed.
Brutus, with fiery eyes and clearly bulging veins on his hands, was fiercely trying to tear at her clothes.
Bra... seen!!
Bang!!
A figure rushed over and kicked him three meters away, leaving him lying on the ground and crying out in pain.
"Put this on, madam." The driver, who had followed, covered her with a jacket, took out a small knife from his coat and ran over to grab Brutus by the head with everyone watching in shock.
One knife!
Stabbed through the neck!!
Brutus's throat emitted a hissing sound.
Pulled out and continued stabbing!
