My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Before the apocalypse, a police station should have been one of the safest places imaginable.

But now? The police were gone, replaced by a man–eating mutated dog. Who wouldn’t feel their hair stand on end?

Ray didn’t even look at Daniel. His face was set in a grim mask.

That husky wasn’t done with him.

‘Perfect. I wasn’t planning to let you go either,‘ Ray thought.

But how was he supposed to deal with a mutated monster that possessed terrifying strength, extreme speed, and absurd self- healing?

In their second clash, the husky had taken more than a dozen bullets.

Yet just now, it looked as if nothing had happened at all. That recovery ability was downright horrifying.

Ray shifted his gaze to the armory.

Was there something with more firepower?

He began to search.

“Ray, I’m talking to you-”

Seeing that Ray ignored him, Daniel’s fear finally erupted into rage. He stepped forward and reached for Ray’s shoulder.

Ray slapped him across the face, sending Daniel rolling across the floor.

Ray might not be able to match that husky in raw strength, but among humans, he was absolutely top–tier. A single slap was more than enough to send Daniel flying.

Daniel collapsed onto the ground, eyes spinning, clearly dazed by the blow.

“H–how can you just hit him?” Cassandra blurted out, righteousness practically spilling from her expression.

Ray still didn’t bother to respond.

The priority was the husky. What did women matter right now?

Even if it were Cassandra—no, even if Lucy were here–if she kept chirping like this, Ray wouldn’t pay her any mind. Push him far enough, and he wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in her.

When life and death were on the line, who had the luxury of worrying about whether the sword should stay sheathed?

People like that give them even the greatest powers, and they’d still die horribly.

Ray kept searching, and soon, a smile appeared on his face.

He’d found a sniper rifle.

Sniper rounds were different from standard rifle ammunition–faster, with far greater penetration.

To be honest, what Ray really wanted was an RPG or a heavy machine gun Even a regular machine gum would do in a pinch.

Forget it. A sniper rifle would have to suffice. Its lethality far surpassed that of an assault rifle.

He raised the sniper rifle, gave it a quick check, and started firing.

Each shot generated tremendous recoil. Fortunately, Ray’s physique was strong enough to handle it. He could fire the sniper rifle from the shoulder without being pushed back by the recoil at all–clear proof of his formidable physical condition.

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Shell casings leapt out and struck the floor with crisp metallic sounds.

He kept firing and reloading, reloading and firing, until he emptied the entire box of sniper rounds beside him.

Such a pity. There were so few.

“Are you out of your mind?!” Cassandra and the others all clutched their ears, terrified. The kinetic energy of sniper rounds was immense–even if the bullets weren’t flying directly at them, a ricochet could still punch straight through something. How could they not be afraid?

And precisely because of that fear, they failed to notice anything unusual–such as the fact that there were no stray bullets ricocheting around.

Ray abandoned the rifle.

With too many people around, it wasn’t convenient to reveal his spatial abilities.

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