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…”

Baron’s hands holding the gun were currently soaked in sweat.

of his arms trembled slightly as if they

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

Kingsley had seen many kinds of people

but they could easily commit suicide attacks with explosives before one realized it; some new recruits and reckless men might look fierce and terrifying,

belonged to the

people with his fists, knives, and with several

never fired

the Empire of Qustia, the nature of killing someone with a fist and killing

dared not mess with such a powerful person

with him was just as a

hall was eerily quiet, save for the ticking sounds

still holding a gun

on the trigger was still in the same position as he dared not

waste with you

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

eyes could see, everyone lowered their heads as no one dared to look into his eyes that were clouded with

Jacob, or you call him Young Master William, is lying in a coffin that cost perhaps six figures, am I right?!” Kingsley shouted

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

His voice was full of grief this

No

of grief and anger, he suddenly raised his

Poof!

corpse was kicked into the air toward

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