I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself novel Chapter 749

The second floor of the banquet hall.

Outside the shooting room.

Vincent stood at the railing with his hands in his pockets, looking at Wayne who was approaching him. He reprimanded unhappily, "Wayne, how many times do I have to tell you to go abroad and lay low first until this whole thing blows over? Why don't you listen to m e? And why did you deliberately provoke Luke? I heard that he’s secretly investigating the attack and the truth about the plane crash. There'll eventually be a slip up among the hundreds of secrets. You don't know how scary he is because you haven't fought him head-on before!" 1

Wayne stopped in front of him and laughed grimly. "O h, Vincent, you're making a big deal out of it. Why do you love making groundless accusations? I said I'd handle everything perfectly. He'll never find out the truth. And even if he does, his clues will only lead him to the scapegoats."

Vincent waved his hand at him and spoke firmly." Wayne, you mustn't be too conceited, or you'll eventually fall on your face. Anyway, after Grandpa's 70th birthday tonight, you have to leave the country! And there won’t be any room for negotiations!"

Wayne spoke impatiently, "Vincent, I think you've lost your head. Don’t worry about my business. Why? Are you nervous because that Julie woman doesn't satisfy you? She sure is a loose woman..."

Vincent frowned. "What does she have to do with this? Julie isn’t a woman you can easily touch. Don't provoke her... I don’t care what you have to deal with here, just put the matter aside for now. Victor has already arranged a secret private plane to Italy for you, so you have to leave tonight."

"Hmph. If you want me to behave, Vincent, you can. Why don't we make a bet?"

"What bet?"

Wayne pointed at the shooting target in the shooting room and said with a faint smile, "See the five rings o n the shooting target? Let's compete. Whoever shoots the most bullets in the center wins."

"That simple?" Vincent could not believe it was going t o be this easy.

Although Wayne was a famous marksman, very few people knew about it. Even though he seemed gentle and weak, he had actually trained in the army for several years, so his marksmanship was impressively accurate and did not fall behind Wayne's. 1

"Yes, it's that simple! I'll shoot first."

When Wayne said that, his lips were curved upward a s he picked up a pistol. Without any hesitation, he

shot at the target.

His marksmanship was extremely accurate. Out of the six shots, he did not miss any of them and all of them were bullseye shots.

After he was done, he loaded the bullets and handed the pistol to Vincent. He had a wicked smile as he said, "It's your turn, Vincent. You haven't shot in a long time, right? So that you won’t say this is an unfair competition, I reloaded seven bullets in the pistol for you. As long as you get six of the shots, I’ll still consider you as the winner."

Vincent's eyebrows furrowed deeper as he asked suspiciously, "As long as I win, you'll obediently obey my and Victor’s arrangements?”

He took the pistol and aimed it at the target, but for some reason, a strong uneasiness welled up inside of him.

Wayne said expressionlessly, "Of course, of course. But if you lose, you're not allowed to ask anything about m e anymore, and you have to convince Victor not to interfere with what I do either."

Vincent nodded. "Okay."

He started shooting. Bang, bang, bang! Seven consecutive bullets hit the center of the target. He could not help but smile with satisfaction.

Wayne clapped and said with a grim smile, "I wouldn't have expected that my brother who hasn't shot a gun for so long would still be so good! You have my