CHAPTER 141 ANGRY

The Dark Knight paused. He looked at Marai, his gaze becoming colder and colder, as if he was looking at a stranger. Suddenly, he raised his hand, as if venting his frustration, and fired the last bullet without even looking, startling all the guests with the sound of the gunshot. The room fell unnaturally quiet. "You know, according to our rules, we leave two bullets—one for the loser, and one for ourselves if we fail to kill the target." The vast shooting range echoed only with the Dark Knight's voice. "How did you know about our rules?" Marai calmly replied, "Your rules? The rules of mercenaries, you know. How could I know? I just followed your lead." The Dark Knight threw the gun aside with a large motion, looking very dejected. He suddenly grabbed Marai's wrist. Erin immediately stepped forward, his fingers poised on the Dark Knight's wrist. The Dark Knight wasn't someone to be trifled with. He quickly shifted his stance, attacking Erin's pressure points with his fingers