Chapter 708 None Leave Alive!

• Bang!
• A bullet screamed past Yulian’s ear so close it burned the air. He tightened his grip on Mrs. Lazzari’s hand and dove forward, dragging her with him and slipping the shot by a hair.
• The black-clad bodyguard snarled when he missed. He raised his arm and cracked off three more rounds. Muzzle flashes strobed through the hall. The shots ricocheted off the chandeliers—crash—crystal rained down, glass shattering across the marble.