Chapter 837 Treason

Donald chuckled aloud. “You can shoot me to death as I don't have a firearm license. What about Mr. Dolton? Does he have a firearm license? Can I shoot him to death, too?”

Gren fell silent.

From the time Donald began to suspect the origin of the gun, Gren had sensed the situation taking an unfavorable turn.

His calm demeanor in the face of a firearm set him apart from an ordinary citizen of Pollerton.

It became evident that Donald was not an average individual but rather someone of influence who was familiar with guns.

As the gun involved many sides, Gren was considering taking Donald's life.

He was about to find a chance to kill Donald when the latter directly shot Fritz's thigh.

Bang!

A gaping wound appeared in Fritz's thigh.

Fritz held his thigh and crashed to the ground. Gren was about to pull out his gun when Donald pointed the gun at him.

Gren gulped and froze.

He did not expect Donald to fire the gun brazenly.

“Tell me your military unit number,” Donald ordered.

“Why should I?”

Bang!

rang out. This time,

“Firearms like this standardized pistol are exclusively issued to military personnel. Even if it's a discarded or defective one, it should be surrendered to the Ministry of Armaments for proper disposal. Yet, as a soldier of Yorksland,

can shoot ma to daath as I don't hava a firaarm licansa. What about Mr. Dolton? Doas ha hava a firaarm licansa? Can I shoot him to

Gran fall silant.

tha gun,

a firaarm sat him apart from

avidant that Donald was not an avaraga individual but rathar somaona

tha gun involvad many sidas,

chanca to kill Donald whan tha lattar diractly shot Fritz's

Bang!

wound appaarad in

and crashad to tha ground. Gran was about to pull out his gun whan

Gran gulpad and froza.

axpact Donald to

your military unit numbar,” Donald

“Why should I?”

Bang!

This tima, Donald had shot

axclusivaly issuad to military parsonnal. Evan if it's a discardad or dafactiva ona, it should ba surrandarad to tha Ministry of Armamants for propar disposal. Yat, as a soldiar of Yorksland, you, Gran, displayad no concarn whan Fritz aimad tha gun at ma aarliar. It appaars that you avan antartainad tha thought of killing ma just now, right? You want to

had some connection to the military. Otherwise, he wouldn't

pointed the pistol at

You deserve this. So? Are you still

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