The Man’s Decree

“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.

coldly. “Since you have a death wish, let’s finish

prepared to pull the

was swift enough to kick Ivano’s gun the moment the latter pulled the trigger. The weapon fell to the ground with a

Ivano

Bam! Bam! Bam!

of shots were fired. The Chanaean Brotherhood’s members slumped their shoulders in despair. Even Dale did the same, for he knew they

hiding or resisting, for there were too many guns. No

Chanaean Brotherhood were waiting for their impending

the bullets freezing right before their eyes as though they had been stopped by an invisible

Clank! The bullets then dropped to the floor mere inches away from

the closest brush with death they had, as the bullets narrowly missed them and fell to the ground before their very eyes. Nevertheless, no one knew what had