Son-in-law's Romantic Life

It might really be a type of luck.    

Even though he had died.    

However, before he died, he did not experience any pain. He had died silently just like that. Compared to what was about to happen... Compared to the fate of his other companions, the fate of these people... He could really be considered lucky.    

What was fear? This was a truly terrifying power.    

After easily dealing with the four gatekeepers in front of me, I took a deep breath and the cigarette in my hand burned to the end.    

Searching the bodies of the four of them, I actually found a handgun.    

These people clearly had such a thing on them, but under that kind of extreme fear just now... These people's brains were almost completely stiff. Without even having the time to think, they subconsciously grabbed the steel pipe and rushed over.    

Of course, even if these people picked up their pistols, the situation wouldn't change at all.    

This kind of small thing wouldn't be able to harm me at all.    

In the main hall of Prince Pavilion, there weren't many people. There were only a few of them in total, and they looked very lazy. There were even some who were playing with their phones.    

They didn't notice that the brothers outside the door had already been killed.    

These people didn't have a very high status in Prince Pavilion. They weren't qualified to participate in the meeting upstairs.    

To put it bluntly, these people could only be regarded as cannon fodder in the Prince Pavilion.    

Only the cashier girl behind the counter saw the terrifying scene just now.    

It was just that my movements were really too fast, until I grabbed a gun with one hand. One hand was still holding onto the moonblade that was dripping with blood, and when I walked through the door... This woman finally reacted.    

An ear-piercing scream suddenly sounded.    

Immediately following that was a dense number of gunshots.    

Bang, bang, bang...    

It was clearly a pistol, but my movements were too fast. The gunshots almost connected into a straight line.    

Those underlings had just raised their heads and wanted to ask the little sister at the cashier counter. What exactly happened? Why did she scream so miserably? Just as they opened their mouths, bullets immediately whizzed past. It went straight from his mouth. It went through his head.    

His body fell to the ground, and red blood was flowing rapidly.    

A person, a gun, a knife... There was clearly only one person, but to the people inside, they were not facing a person at all, but a monster from the bottom of their hearts.    

As long as my palm moves slightly, the bullets will shoot out immediately. I can't see any aiming movements at all, but every bullet is absolutely fatal, and it can directly hit the most vital part.    

Blood was gushing out. Some people even wanted to counterattack, but they couldn't. Just as they wanted to pick up the weapon, the bullet would directly explode in their heads.    

Looking at the balls of blood splattering in front of me, in my heart, there was no pity at all.    

I don't care if these people have just joined Prince Pavilion or if they haven't done anything bad.    

I only know that these people are from the Prince Pavilion. As long as they are from the Prince Pavilion, they are the targets that I must eliminate.    

In an instant, the gunshots stopped.    

The ground was littered with corpses.    

He finally felt something in his heart.    

However, it was strange. It wasn't fear. Rather, it was excitement. It was a burning and stimulating feeling that kept echoing in the depths of my heart.    

In my trance, I seemed to have returned to that day of war, filled with slaughter.    

In my brain, there was another wave of intense pain.    

But now, that intense pain made the killing intent in my heart become even stronger.    

Countless fragmented fragments were rapidly appearing in my mind.    

What is that place?    

Prison?    

Hotel?    

Endless desert?    

Saboteurs? Helicopters? Mercenaries...    

I don't know.    

The scene was simply too fragmented and fragmented. There were simply too many of them, making my brain... The only thing I can be sure of is... My hands are stained with too many lives... My entire body is completely immersed in the thick blood.    

In the hall on the first floor, everyone is dead.    

The soundproofing effect of this place seems to be pretty good. The people on the second floor don't seem to have heard the sound coming from below.    

Only one person was still alive. It was the cashier.    

The woman's body is curled up inside the counter. She is continuously trembling and looking at me with a face full of fear. There is even some despair in her eyes.    

Glancing at the woman, I silently walked over. The gun in my hand was aimed at the woman's head.    

I have already killed many people and it seems like I don't mind killing one more person.    

In any case, I seem to be a thug who has killed countless people. Even if I kill this woman, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?    

As for that woman, her body kept trembling and her face was completely pale. There was no trace of blood on her face.    

"I beg you, don't kill me. Don't kill me. I'm just a cashier. Everything that happened here has nothing to do with me. I beg you, please let me go." The cashier kept begging and kowtowing.    

Looking at her appearance, I frowned slightly.    

For some reason, an idea to not hit a woman popped up in my mind.    

If a man were to use violence on a woman, it would be a very shameful thing.    

He had clearly killed so many people, but now, he actually softened his heart?    

I am somewhat suspicious of my own feelings.    

After hesitating for a moment, I moved the muzzle of my gun away. "Leave this place and never come back."    

Forget it. She's just a woman. Whether she's killed or not doesn't really affect the situation.    

After saying that, I started to walk upstairs.    

Just as my figure disappeared around the corner, the woman suddenly got up from the ground. A strange smile appeared on her face as she quickly reached out and grabbed the internal phone on the counter.    

That man is really scary.    

He killed more than ten people downstairs as if he was chopping melons and vegetables. These men who were always bragging about how awesome they were were didn't even have the chance to fight back in front of this enemy and were directly killed.    

However, so what?    

There were over a hundred people upstairs.    

Could this guy flip the sky?    

If he could provide this information to the boss upstairs so that his brother upstairs could prepare in advance, it would definitely be a great contribution.