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 currently soaked

trembled slightly as if

guts to shoot!” Kingsley’s voice was indifferent and cold, straightforwardly exposing Baron’s act of

years, Kingsley had seen many kinds of

realized it; some new recruits and reckless men

to the

with his fists, knives, and with

never fired

all, in the Empire of Qustia, the nature of killing someone

powerful

this antique gun with him was just as a means

eerily quiet, save for the ticking sounds of the clock hanging on

still holding a gun like a sculpture

the

you here!” Kingsley’s cold voice broke the dreadful

he questioned, “Since Mr. Howe isn’t going to pull the trigger, shall I ask all of you a question?

could see, everyone lowered their heads as no one

lying in a coffin that cost perhaps six figures, am I

decoration of the condolence hall, saying, “Look at the location of his funeral!

voice was full of

foot of the mountain for 17 years! No matter rain or shine, no one went to hold a memorial service for them! How dare you

of grief and anger, he

Poof!

corpse

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