Slumdog billionaire husband novel (Gerald Kenneth) novel Chapter 801

Chapter 801 First Kill

While Gerald and Melany were chatting. Rafael had already ended his first round of sexual intercourse with another woman in the next room. He was lying on the bed, resting.

“Mr. Quintin, it seems that you aren’t in a good mood today,” a beautiful woman smiled and said. “Can’t I satisfy you?”

“It’s none of your business. The guy who took Melany away made me very unhappy,” Rafael said. “When he leaves Worldly Wonderland, I will kill him.”

“Hey, Mr. Quintin, why do you like a woman like Melany? She continues to pretend to be innocent in a place like this. She sickens me,” the woman said disdainfully.

Rafael frowned, turned over, and pounced on the woman again.

At the same time, strange music was playing in a pub on a street far away from the center of the City of Phoenix. The pub was similar to those on Earth. At the door of the bar, a middle-aged man with his arm around a woman was casually saying something.

Beside him, several lackeys were talking to him.

They did not notice that two figures were standing on top of a tall building far away. One of the figures had a sniper rifle in his hand. The rifle was covered with cloth, leaving only one muzzle. It was Claude.

Beside him, Triston said, “It’s 1 mile. Can you do it?”

“Of course,” Claude said. “I don’t even have to waste my special bullets. The guy is drunk, and he is vulnerable. I can take him out with one shot”

“Show me what Legendary Sniper is capable of.” Triston was a little excited.

Among Watchmen, there were countless legends about Claude.

He was even the true target of many people.

Gerald’s legend was so magical that not many people could live up to it.

But Claude was different. In terms of martial arts talent, Claude was not outstanding compared with other Watchmen. Therefore, his success was what many people hoped to achieve.

Yet his sniping skills were actually one of his talents.

There were many people whose path was the same as his, but none of them could reach his level.

Triston said. “The man is Hank Guerrero, from the Guerrero family. He is at the level of Half-Step Flame Decay. This son of a bitch went to Earth with Purple Elite Ghosts.”

Claude was next to him and slowly let out a breath. In the next second, he saw from his snipe scope that Hank was standing while chatting with someone carefreely. Claude held his breath.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, Claude pulled the trigger.

A very light muffled sound rang out, and a bullet whizzed down

Hank drank a lot of wine. Instantly, he felt vague danger, and he was no longer dizzy.

But he was still too slow

After Claude reached the level of Half-Step Flame Decay, his accuracy was much better than before. By the time Hank realized it, it was already too late. A bullet pierced his head.

The bullet Claude used was an ordinary one. It wasn’t the kind as powerful as those at the level of Flame Decay.

That kind of compressed bullet would make a lot of noise when it was shot out and killed someone, so Claude used an ordinary one. For someone at the level of Half-Step Flame Decay, an ordinary one was enough.

Bang!