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?"

marksman did not want to answer, but an invisible fear seemed to have taken complete hold over

a few seconds, the marksman felt like he was in

ripped and tore at his soul, dragging him deep into the depths of

at those depths was an

bobbed on the surface of the river, some of them seemingly alive as they

terror broke the marksman down in

the ground, trembling from head to toe. "We were only following Chastin's orders!

Longman, the head of

smiled and turned

and he heaved a long sigh of

then, however, Wilbur launched an attack

razor-sharp aura

as his head was lopped clean off his body, leaving his lifeless corpse collapsing to

off the top of the building. He retrieved the box before

room, setting it down on the living room table.

Leeker Corp staff filed into the office one by

heading over to the administration lobby in

people hunched in front of their computers in the front of the space. The area in the

office was

workers he passed greeted

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