Robert screamed until it seemed as if his lungs were going to fall off from his mouth. Still sitting there, witnessing his children getting killed right in front of him, he felt completely worthless. He couldn't protect his wife from being raped. Now, he also couldn't protect his children from getting brutally killed right in front of him.
"May their soul rest in peace," said Francis as he stared at the dead body of the twins as blood oozed out of their foreheads.
Again, Robert started to even struggle harder against the two men who were trying their best to hold him back but this time, he seemed to be out of control. In the middle of his struggle, an explosion resounded in the front of the hideout.
"Who was that?! Go check who that was," Francis ordered his men. As soon as his men stepped out of the room, heading outside, flying bullets pierced their skin immediately, wasting them at that spot.
