My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 110

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Chapter 110

Chapter 110

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Right from the start, Ray had only used force once–when he snatched Lola away. The rest was all strategy. Even the “weapons” he used were the most ordinary things imaginable, picked up right off the ground.

Toxic hailstones. Apples.

Those were common items, nothing more.

Bruce prided himself on his intelligence, yet he had been utterly crushed in this confrontation.

As Ray closed in step by step, Bruce lost all will to fight.

So many people hadn’t been able to deal with Ray just moments ago. Now it was only him left.

Oh, and Lola and the child—but were those two anything other than dead weight now?

The four bodyguards he relied on most were all lying on the ground, their fates unknown. But in this bitter cold, that basically meant death. How was he supposed to fight a monster like Ray?

After one glance at his son, he suddenly turned and ran fast–blindingly fast.

He even switched off his flashlight. In the pitch–black garage, finding him would be almost impossible.

But almost didn’t mean impossible.

Ray smiled. A spatial portal opened, and with a sharp whine, dozens of bullets poured out.

“Ah-!” A short, piercing scream rang out, followed by the sound of a heavy body hitting the ground. Then everything went

silent.

It was essentially a machine–gun sweep. No need to aim–some bullets were bound to hit. And in this extreme cold, taking even a single round meant death.

Bruce dropped dead.

Someone like the Snarky Guy posed no real threat. Ray could let him live, because he could kill him anytime he wanted. But Bruce was different. Even with his four bodyguards dead, he could still stir up trouble.

Anyone who posed a threat had to be eliminated.

“Too bad,” Ray muttered. “With him dead, playing with Lola feels a little less satisfying. Damn, am I getting a bit twisted?” He couldn’t help but reflect.

Then he laughed. “In times like these, who isn’t twisted?”

Compared to everyone else, he was at most a bit of a lecher–his level of depravity was still pretty limited.

He turned to Lola and said, “If you’re ever hungry, come find me.”

Lola didn’t know whether to feel relieved or sad. Bruce had been her pillar of support, yet he had abandoned her and their son and fled. She didn’t know he was already dead–but could he still be relied on anymore?

She glanced around. Paint beams of flashlight light flickered in the distance–neighbors who had heard the commotion and had come out to watch. At a time like this, they still had the nerve to gawk. Who knew what they were thinking?

This “battle” would firmly establish Ray’s fearsome reputation. After this, would anyone dare to oppose him?

Lola had no choice but to submit. She asked, “Can I bring my son with me?”

Ray shook his head without hesitation. “I can let you take some food back. But bringing a child here? Heh. No.”

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