Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chaper 391

Beefy Bob barely finished speaking when they saw an Audi and a black BMW speeding toward them behind the two army trucks.

Fabian threw his head backward and started laughing like a maniac when he saw the two luxury cars behind the trucks. He hollered toward the living room, “Garten, you son of a bitch! You won’t escape this time. None of you will!”

Meanwhile, two helicopters were circling the air above them. Two armed men were sitting by the helicopter door, carrying a machine gun and a sniper rifle.

Due to the number of cars on the lawn, the army trucks stopped outside the compound, and armed soldiers rushed inside, carrying their weapons.

The Audi stopped, and a middle-aged man in an olive green trench coat and a military cap got down.

He frowned at seeing the mess on the lawn and Fabian and his brothers in the rain. He quickly strode over.

“Fabian, Chad. What happened?” Gabe Munrow asked solemnly.

“Gabe, your nephew, Tristan, is dead!” shouted Fabian as he grabbed Gabe’s wris