Suddenly, another heavily armed team arrived on the scene. Without a word, they opened fire with submachine guns, unleashing a hail of bullets.
The assassins didn't even have time to react before their bodies were riddled with countless bullet holes.
Once the scene was secured, Hugo's assistant, Max, rushed to his car and opened the door. "Mr. Ford, are you alright?"
Hugo stepped out of the vehicle, his cold gaze sweeping over the line of bodies sprawled across the ground. His voice was deep and composed. "Did we capture anyone alive?"
Max walked over to inspect the bodies, checking each one carefully before shaking his head. "No, sir."
The urgency of the situation had left no room for capturing anyone alive. If not for the timely arrival of the rescue team, Hugo might have already be
