Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 139

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Chapter 139

Ray's gaze landed on Bighost, and he spat out a few words, "Reckless fool."

Bighost was taken aback, thinking he misheard, his small eyes suddenly widened as Ray pulled out a gun and pointed it at

him.

"Ray, y-you..." Bighost's legs went weak, and he clung onto the metal net, his body trembling as he shrank back.

A thunderous bang reverberated through the air. The bullet hit Bighost's arm, his face turned ghostly pale, and he fell heavily back onto the ring, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"This is just a warning." Ray put away his gun and loudly warned everyone. "From now on, if anyone disrespects Mrs. Sinclair, your life will be on the line! However, you'll be kicked out of the guild! Those who just laid hands on Mrs. Sinclair, go receive your punishment." Now everyone understood that Ray was a trusted confidant of Kenneth, and Ophelia was no mere decoration, not just any woman; she was "Mrs. Sinclair".

They were all extremely relieved that they hadn't provoked like Bighost, or they would be the ones getting punished or shot right now.

Melanie's face became even grimmer, a burden weighing on his chest, and his hands clenched tightly.

Ray glanced at Eric, who was still calmly eating a lollipop, meeting his obsidian-like eyes. His stern expression softened. "Eric, how long are you going to keep pretending?"

Ray approached Eric, placing a hand on his shoulder, his voice deep and resonant. "Let me introduce you all; this here is BC, ranked second in the assassin world! Officially joining the guild today."

"BC?" Everyone's eyes were on Eric. Just as they snapped out of their shock, they were rendered speechless again.

kid who looks like he hasn't even grown up

Rather than being part of an organization like the guild, BC ranked second among assassins purely through his own abilities.

cocky Bighost clutched his wounded arm, staring unblinkingly at Eric, shrinking

never dare judge

glanced sideways at Ray's rough hand on his shoulder and then at the bearded guy, frowning with clear

didn't I just hit you twice before? Is it really worth holding

good!" At some point, Eric had sneakily taken Ray's gun from his

the gun was aimed at

face became serious. He glanced down at the gun, his breathing quickened, yet

"Those two shots definitely need to be returned. His sharp,

man.

other was easygoing, with the lazy and carefree demeanor typical of a teenage

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it, just remember you owe me two bullets," Eric said, tossing the gun back to him. He unwrapped a candy and put it into

hands in his pockets, he casually strolled out

It might be better to give him those two bullets;

his forearm, revealing part of his well-defined muscles. His long, nimble fingers held a fork and handed it to

squinted a bit, his high-bridged nose below, his lips moving in a reserved manner. "Aren't you

still wearing a turtleneck sweater,

Kenneth. Ophelia pressed her lips together

on her neck were because she had glanced at Eric when she arrived. Kenneth's possessiveness was truly intense. Kenneth, with a mischievous smile on his lips, moved around her and helped her take off her coat. "I have

said he would eat with her first that he wasn't done with work

Kenneth said with a slight smile, his