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Chapter 423 The death of the director, first aid spray

The appearance of Irons was completely unexpected by the three of them.

However, what they never expected was that Irons came to their door specially...

Leon's name for him made Irons turn his eyes. After looking at Leon's attire up and down, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked:

"Young man, which department are you in?"

Faced with the inquiry from his immediate boss, Leon, who came to work on his first day, did not think too much and answered immediately:

"Sir, I am a new employee who has just been transferred here. My name is Leon Kennedy."

"Oh, it turns out to be Officer Kennedy..."

Perhaps his patience had been exhausted and he wished he could leave the city immediately. Irons' ambition was not concealed for long.

While Leon and Claire relaxed their vigilance, he quickly took out a revolver from his waist, pointed it at Claire, and shouted:

"Don't move, put your hands behind your head!"

Seeing Irons suddenly pulling out a gun, both Leon and Claire were a little caught off guard.

Especially Leon, who was even more confused: "Sir, what are you doing?"

Claire, who was standing aside, couldn't help but frown, seemingly carelessly protecting Shirley behind her, and kept asking:

"You can't be serious, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Irons moved his hand, pointed the muzzle of his gun at Lyon, and shot him with a "bang"!

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, before Leon had time to react, a hot bullet penetrated his right shoulder and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Claire's eyes widened and she couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Leon!"

Claire was about to check on Lyon when she moved her feet and heard Irons' vicious voice again:

"Don't move!!!"

This low growl made Claire stop in her tracks, just turned her head, stared at Irons with her eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"What exactly do you want?"

Pointing the gun at Leon, Irons' expression sank, and then said:

"If you don't want him to die, just do what I say! Kneel down, put your hands behind your head, and hurry up!"

Glancing at Leon, who was clutching his bleeding shoulder and gritting his teeth to endure the pain, Claire's eyes flashed with distress, and then she knelt down obediently and put her hands behind her head as a gesture of surrender.

Seeing this, Irons held a gun with one hand and controlled the situation. With the other hand, he took out two zip ties from his trouser pocket, threw them on the ground in front of Shirley, and ordered:

"Shirley, tie their hands."

Hearing this, Shirley, who witnessed all this happening, did not move, but just asked:

"Why are you doing this?"

"Shut up and tie her up!"

Seeing that Shirley still didn't move, Irons became a little impatient. He took a step forward, put the muzzle of the gun to Claire's head, and threatened Shirley:

"Okay, listen to me, tie her up! Otherwise, I'll put a bullet into her head!"

In order to save Claire's life, Shirley, who was extremely reluctant, had to pick up the zip ties on the ground, came behind Claire, put her hands behind her back, and tied them together.

After taking control of Claire, Irons did not forget about a certain guy lying on the ground. He pointed at Leon and reminded:

"And him."

At this moment, even with her hands tied, Claire still couldn't figure out why the other party did this.

"Why is this?"

Perhaps because the overall situation was decided and he felt that everything was under control, Irons did not keep his eyes on Shirley or Leon.

At the same time, Claire's questions also distracted him.

He put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out a magnetic card, and said casually:

"You exposed children to danger, this is the first one. However, I have to thank you for sending Shirley to me..."

While speaking, Irons seemed to have remembered something and couldn't help but ask:

"Shirley, are you okay yet..."

When he turned his head to confirm whether Shirley had completed the task assigned to him, his eyes suddenly dilated, as if he had seen something terrible.

It turned out that Leon, who he thought had lost the threat, was actually lying on his side on the ground with a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at him!

“FXXK YOU!!!”

Before he finished speaking, Leon, who looked pale but looked determined, moved his finger and pulled the trigger!

Only a few "bang bang bang" gunshots were heard, and the bullets fired directly left several clear blood holes in Irons' chest!

The splashing blood, illuminated by the headlights of a police car at the exit, looked particularly beautiful like floating dust.

However, for Irons, the feeling of being shot in the chest is not so beautiful.

Irons, who was shot in the torso and fatally wounded by a bullet, suddenly felt that all the strength in his body, like the tide at ebb, quickly receded and was withdrawn from his body.

He didn't even have a chance to move his fingers and shoot Claire, so he fell directly backwards and fell to the ground with a "bang".

The head of the police station who had been colluding with the umbrella for many years was killed by his subordinate who had just started work on his first day...

Seeing Irons fall, Leon suddenly relaxed his body like a deflated rubber ball and gasped for air.

Claire, who witnessed what happened, frowned and shouted quickly:

"Shirley, please help me untie it!"

After untying the tie, Claire quickly came to Lyon, squatted down, and asked slightly nervously:

"Leon, are you okay?"

Looking at Claire, whose face was full of worry, and Lyon, who was pale and trying to pretend to be a tough guy, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said softly:

"Haha, I'm not dead yet, I just have some pain in my shoulders..."

"let me see..."

While speaking, Claire lowered her head, carefully examined Leon's right shoulder, and came to a conclusion that was not too bad:

"Fortunately, the bullet probably didn't hit the bone, but directly penetrated the muscle..."

"I didn't expect you to actually understand this..."

"My brother taught me..."

"Oh, your brother is really good..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leon saw Claire take out a bottle of white spray from his pocket.

The spray bottle also has the Umbrella logo printed on it, which is obviously a Umbrella product.

Meeting Leon's doubtful gaze, Claire couldn't help but smile, "Today is your lucky day, you should be lucky that I brought this thing from the police station..."

Claire opened the cap of the spray, pointed it at Leon's injury, and sprayed it a few times.

The transparent mist sprayed directly on the wound, and Leon instantly felt a sharp pain in his wound.

Feeling Leon's body trembling slightly, Claire pressed Leon's chest distressedly and said softly:
Chapter completed!
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