Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies

Chapter 1310

Anne watched helplessly as Anthony shot the monk with a blank expression. In order to save bullets, he only fired one shot at the monk’s head, and it exploded on the spot

Anne shuddered and closed her eyes.

Before Anthony even moved the gun, another monk rushed over and grabbed Anthony’s arm to prevent him from shooting, directly attacking Anthony’s lower body.

Anthony dodged, kicking out his long legs quickly. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

In the fight, the monk was not at a disadvantage, and it could be seen that he had received professional training.

Obviously, they were fake monks.

Moreover, the drug’s effect on Anthony’s body was still present. Yet, he still protected Anne with one hand, attacking with all his might.

“Ah!” Anne screamed when she saw someone sneaking up next to her. The next second, she was pushed away, and she felt her body go weak as she leaned against the pilar next to her. “Ah…”

Anne looked and found Anthony in an intense fight with the two monks, and no one could get closer to them.

The monks were professional, while Anthony, who was drugged, obviously could not exert his full strength and was sweating cold sweat on his forehead.

Anne looked at the door. Three monks were in the church hall; one was dead, and two more remained.

She took this opportunity to move toward the door. Her legs were weak and trembling violently. However, she only managed to take two steps even when she tried all her might, and she fell to the ground unbearably.

Mm…” Anne grunted and panted.

it seemed as if all the strength left in her body had been exhausted.

Anne did not dare to stay, so she crawled toward the door.

Then, she heard Anthony grunt.

Anne looked back in shock and saw Anthony rolling on the floor to avoid the monk’s sharp knife.

The dust on the ground stained his black suit, and he appeared savage despite being battered.

It was apparent that the drug’s effect had become stronger, and Anthony was also fighting against two professionals alone.

Anne crawled more anxiously toward the door.

What was going on? Why were people attacking Anthony here? It was clear that they

wanted to kill him.

No. Lucas did not arrange for these people to be here.

After all, Lucas knew Anne well. No matter how much Anthony had hurt her, she would not wish for Anthony’s death.

After finally crawling to the door, Anne supported herself against the door and got up, reaching for the iron latch.

She grabbed the handle and pushed it aside with all her might.

Seeing this, one of the monks was going to stop her.

Anthony’s long legs swept over, and the monk fell to the ground.

Behind Anthony, another monk waved his knife at him.

As Anthony did not have time to get up, he rolled around on the spot to avoid the knife. Then, he leaned on the Jesus statue, breathing heavily, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Anthony was like a trapped animal.

The monk did not give him a breather, and he stabbed at him again.

While the other side was fighting, the monk who fell to the ground wanted to catch Anne.

Anthony grabbed the monk’s hand holding the knife, his veins were bulging, and his obsidian eyes were bloodshot, extremely terrifying.

A ruthless flash flashed in his eyes. Then, the edge of the knife turned around, directly stabbing into the monk’s collarbone.

The monk screamed.

The other monk who wanted to stop Anne had to turn around to help.

It was another fight of two against one.

When he kicked Anthony, Anthony stretched out his hand to block it, but he took a few steps back, leaning against the Jesus statue again.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Anthony panted heavily, unable to gather his strength. The veins in his neck were twisted and protruding.

The two monks looked at each other with murderous gazes, and they were about to go up together.

Bang!

The noise came from the door, and the latch was pushed open.