Chapter 1102

However, the marksman soon lost the smile on his face.

Wilbur's body somehow arched around the bullets in a gravity-defying turn that made it look like he had no bones.

All three shots missed him by a hair's breadth once more.

The marksman got another shot in, but Wilbur had already landed on the building and was slowly making his way over.

The marksman gripped his gun and started backing away.

He was drenched in cold sweat by the time his back hit the edge of the building. There was nowhere left for him to run.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his gun once again.

Just then, Wilbur waved his hand.

A crescent blade aura shot out, slicing the marksman's weapon clean in half along with one of the marksman's arms.

He cried out in agony as he clutched his wound and stared at Wilbur in terror.

Wilbur stopped a few meters before him, eyeing him coldly. "Who ordered you to kill me?"

but an invisible fear seemed

marksman felt like he was in

ripped and tore at his soul, dragging him

depths

river, some of them seemingly alive as they flailed about and cried out in agony in

overwhelming terror broke the marksman down

ground, trembling from head to toe. "We were only following Chastin's orders! Please spare me, Mister

Longman, the

and turned

long sigh of relief as he

then, however, Wilbur launched an attack

aura came

clean off his body,

He retrieved the box before continuing on his path back to Leeker

setting it down on the living room table. He

staff filed into the office one

before heading over to the administration lobby

front of their computers in the front of the

was

the lobby, and the workers he passed greeted him with

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