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.

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.

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

Anne grunted

all the strength left in her body

did not dare to stay,

she heard

and saw Anthony rolling on the floor to avoid the monk’s sharp

ground stained his black suit, and

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

crawled more anxiously toward the

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

wanted to kill him.

arrange for these people to

matter how much Anthony had hurt her, she would not wish

herself against the door and got

the handle and pushed it aside

this, one of the monks was going to stop

long legs swept over, and the monk fell to the

another monk waved his

rolled around on the spot to avoid the knife. Then, he leaned on the Jesus statue, breathing

was like a trapped