“Dale, I know you’re skilled in martial arts. Nevertheless, your skills are useless,” Ivano exclaimed as he pulled out a gun. The other bikers also brandished their guns.

Dozens of guns were aimed at Dale and The Chanaean Brotherhood’s members, causing them to grow flustered.

Dale’s expression turned grim. If there was only one gun, he could avoid it easily. However, there was more than one gun pointing at them. There was no way he could avoid them all.

Ivano snickered icily as Dale and the others blanched in horror. “Let’s not make this difficult,” he said. “You know you are no match for us. Hand over the person responsible and compensate us. That way, I will spare your lives.”

With that, Ivano aimed his gun at Dale’s head.

Dale’s expression changed abruptly. He had promised Jared that the latter could turn to him for help, but if he were to surrender Jared now, it would demonstrate The Chanaean Brotherhood’s lack of loyalty. They were all Chanaeans, so their reputation would be tarnished.

“Ivano, I won’t hand him to you. If you dare, fire at us. I promise you’ll breathe your last breath the moment you fire your gun!” Dale declared viciously with his jaw clenched.

a death wish, let’s finish

he prepared to

enough to kick Ivano’s gun the moment the latter pulled the trigger. The weapon fell

Ivano hollered,

Bam! Bam! Bam!

dozens of shots were fired. The Chanaean Brotherhood’s members slumped their shoulders in despair. Even Dale

resisting, for there were too many guns. No matter

their impending doom when a golden glow emerged

then saw the bullets freezing

floor mere inches away from them! Everyone held their breaths

them and fell to the ground before their very

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