My Reborn Apocalypse Begins with a Divorce novel Chapter 236

Chapter 236

Fear and embarrassment washed over him, but he recovered quickly.

“One gun holds, at most, nine bullets,” he said at once. “Look at our numbers! He’ll run out of ammo fast! And ask yourselves- how many days of food do you have left at home? If we don’t fight now, we’re going to starve or die of thirst!”

That speech rekindled some courage in those who had been wavering. No one backed off anymore–but no one dared step forward either. Everyone was afraid of becoming the first bird to stick its head out.

Who wanted to take those nine bullets? Everyone was waiting for another to take the fall.

“Go! It’s just a handgun, not a machine gun!” the man with glasses waved his hand. He had no intention of sacrificing himself; he just wanted everyone to rush together. That way, the bullets might hit someone else.

Ray smiled.

Very well. Since he asked for a machine gun, Ray would show him a machine gun.

A machine gun appeared in Ray’s hands.

His strength now exceeded a thousand pounds. Holding the machine gun in one hand and a long ammo belt in the other took no effort at all. The pose looked exactly like a classic Terminator scene.

What the hell-

The man with glasses froze, completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t help thinking, ‘Do you have a grudge against me or what? Every time I say you don’t have something, you pull it out immediately!’

But how did he do it? This wasn’t a magic show where props could be prepared in advance.

It was too bizarre. And more than that–it was terrifying.

A handgun might kill only a handful of people, and with poor accuracy. Given how thickly everyone was dressed, it might not even kill a single person. But a machine gun was different. Pull the trigger, and bullets poured out like a flood, mowing down people in swaths.

Everyone was so shocked that their minds went blank. No one had the presence of mind to wonder how Ray had produced a machine gun out of thin air.

“Goodbye,” Ray said calmly.

The machine gun roared, spitting tongues of fire.

Bullets poured out. The crowd instantly fell into chaos, everyone scrambling to flee.

In the panic, no one noticed that the machine gun actually didn’t hit many people at all. Instead, those who ran vanished in a strangely unnatural way.

In the end, dozens of people were reduced to seven. They dropped to their knees, trembling.

“Spare us.”

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“We didn’t attack you.”

“Please, have mercy!”

They could only beg.

Ray shook his head. “What I said was this: those who left earlier would live. You didn’t leave. Even if you didn’t attack, you were clearly sitting on the fence. If my keys had been taken, you would’ve happily shared in the spoils.”

The seven turned ashen. Because that was exactly what they’d been thinking.

“Let’s go all out!” one of them shouted, charging at Ray.

If they didn’t fight, Ray wouldn’t spare them anyway.

But the moment he moved, he vanished. Gone without a trace, as if he had never existed.

The remaining six were scared senseless. One of them even wet himself.

Ray smiled faintly. “Go on. Don’t just stand there.”

But who dared move?

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