Triplets on Secret Mission Chapter 1188

Chapter 1188Chapter 1188
Chapter 1188
Mr. Ballard was relieved to see Molly so active.
It was a good thing Molly was a workaholic and was easy to cheat.
Mr. Ballard hoped that Sean would get it done and come back soon.
Otherwise, Mr. Ballard couldn't hide it from Molly for too long.
Mr. Ballard stopped thinking of it and focused on teaching Molly medical skills.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.
At this time, Sean's group was on the way to the slums, far away from the city.
They took a relatively remote and lonely path.
There was no one else around, and it was dark.
Sean was now sitting in the back seat, his eyes closed. His fingers resting on the armrest were tapping
rhythmically as if he was calculating.
Tony sat in the passenger seat, observing the surroundings alertly. He muttered, "According to the time,
those guys must have begun to act, right? n
As a result, just as the words came out, the driver slammed on the brakes.
Tony was not prepared, almost flying forward.Then, he was pulled back by the seat belt.
"What's going on? Drive properly!"
Tony barely sat still and asked in a stern voice.
The driver replied, “Some people are blocking the road."
Hearing this, Tony raised his eyes to look.
He saw several black cars a dozen meters away in the middle of the road.
Next to the cars stood a row of black-clad men, each of whom was fierce and muscular. They were
obviously fighters.
"Jinx, your words came true."
In the back seat, Sean opened his eyes and looked at Tony with a faint smile.
Tony paused and then smiled awkwardly, "I just estimated the time, didn't I? I just happened to guess
correctly. But..."
His tone got deep as he looked ahead. "The enemies are more than expected. The route we took is
supposed to be the safest."
Sean's eyes narrowed dangerously.
His eyes pierced through the darkness and fell on the group of men in black not far away.
The enemies had been in ambush for a long time. Now they forced Sean and his people to stop their
vehicles, and they began to draw guns...Sean said, "There is no absolute security during this operation. The ambush means that the enemies
knew our plans in advance and made sufficient preparations."
Tony's face changed. "So, someone revealed our itinerary?"
"Obviously."
Sean's tone was light. "Take our men to deal with those guys. Don't waste time."
Tony was just about to respond when he heard a loud bang.
The next second, a bullet hit the windshield.
This glass was bulletproof, so no trace was left on it, but outside the car, the enemies started attacking.
Seeing this, Tony quickly picked up the walkie-talkie to inform the group. ■' Kill them!"
At this order, Sean's men got out of the cars and fired at the enemies opposite.
All at once, incessant gunfire sounded.
Sean sat in the back seat with a calm expression. He did not have the slightest bit of fear about the
situation outside.
He just carelessly pulled out an exquisite pistol from the drawer next to him.
Then, with a handkerchief, he slowly wiped it.
He did it so leisurely as if admiring a rare treasure.
Tony also pulled out a pistol from under the seat. While on guard, he instructed the driver. "Back up."The driver quickly started the car, stepped on the gas, and geared into drive.
Then the car backed up to a safe position and stopped.
Tony wrinkled his eyebrows and reprimanded, "Why did you stop? Did I tell you to stop?"