The Man’s Decree

“How are you going to punish me?” Jared inquired calmly. He showed no fear despite being the target of Ivano’s gun. “By crippling your leg, of course.” After making that declaration, Ivano pulled the trigger without hesitation.

It was obvious he was a ruthless person. Bam!

A shot was fired, but Jared stood rooted to his spot as though the bullet didn’t hit his leg. Ivano stiffened. “What the f*ck? Did I miss my target despite being this close to him?”

Suspicious of his aim, he fired another shot, aiming at Jared’s leg.

Bam! Another shot was fired. However, Jared remained unscathed. The bikers turned to look at Ivano in disbelief. Did he miss two shots in a row at close proximity?

“F*ck it! I don’t believe this.”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Ivano fired a few shots continuously until he exhausted the bullets in his gun and was forced to stop. Jared stood there with a smirk on his face, unharmed. He showed no signs of being affected.

The Chanaean Brotherhood’s members, stared at Jared, utterly dumbfounded. They were unable to

profusely. If they weren’t in public, he would’ve dropped to his knees

Ivano tossed his gun to the ground, blaming it for

It was me.” He spread his palms, revealing

as he

dreams did he think he would witness someone catching bullets with their bare hands. The

you can catch dozens of bullets in one go!” Ivano hissed. He ordered his men

shadow appearing before them in

heads around to see Gilbert holding over ten guns in his hands. “Why are you so arrogant when all you own is a bunch

he crumpled the guns into a huge. metal ball! Seeing that, Ivano started

offended. “I’m in a good

the scene hastily.