I Am the Ruler of All! Chapter 89

Under the gloomy sky, the chanting of the scriptures could be heard.

Next to the coffin in the hall, there were two bright red rose wreaths.

The condolence hall, which was initially quiet and solemn, was suddenly filled with ruthless thugs who did not match the atmosphere at all.

An uncanny scene as such was like a nightmare!

Kingsley sneered coldly and replied to Baron with disdain, “Mr. Howe, do you think your trash gun from the black market can fire faster than my pistol? Or do you think you can beat me with these twenty reckless men?”

Upon hearing that, Baron pulled a long face. His face could be said to be even darker than the gloomy sky outside!

Kingsley’s gun was a military pistol of the latest edition!

It was definitely not comparable to the crappy piece of trash in Baron’s hands!

“No matter how lousy my gun is, it’s not something your body can resist once I fire the bullet! Put your gun down and surrender yourself if you want to live!”

“Hahaha…” Kingsley laughed out loud after hearing his threat.

“I can accurately strike your head within 0.01 seconds! Are you sure you’re able to kill me before that?!”

Trying to fight with Ares, the God of War, on the speed and accuracy of shooting, was considered digging one’s own grave!

“You…”

hands holding the gun were

his arms trembled slightly as if

Kingsley’s voice was

Kingsley had seen many kinds of people on

attacks with explosives before one realized it; some new recruits and reckless men might look fierce and terrifying, but they shiver while holding their guns as they dared not pull

belonged to the

killed people with his fists, knives, and with several other

he never

in the Empire of Qustia, the nature of killing someone with a fist and

mess with such a powerful person who was capable

gun with him was just as a

the ticking sounds of the

minute later, Baron was still holding a gun like a sculpture

the same position as

waste with you here!” Kingsley’s

pull the trigger, shall I ask

heads as no

Jacob, or you call him Young Master William, is lying in a coffin that cost perhaps six figures, am I right?!”

and high-end decoration of the condolence hall, saying, “Look at the location of his funeral! House of Mercy is the most high-end funeral hall

His voice was full of grief

No matter rain or shine, no one went to hold

a mixed surge of grief and anger, he suddenly raised his leg and

Poof!

crowd, Sergio’s corpse was kicked into the air toward

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