Edwin pulled the trigger, sending a bullet in Gloria’s direction. At the life–or–death moment, the bulky Cougar positioned himself to shield her, arms crossed over his chest in a protective stance. At the same time, two heavy metal rings slid out of his sleeve.
The sound of metal clanking was accompanied by flying sparks as the bullet was sent flying astray after it came into contact with the metal rings. Cougar sneered as he stood in front of Gloria like a mountain. He clearly did not fear Edwin.
Bullets from an average pistol were not a threat when he was at the height of internal energy cultivation, thanks to his speedy response in comparison to that of an average shooter. He could either dodge the bullet or stop it with his weapons. It was impossible to hurt him as long as it wasn’t an ambush from the back, and that was the power of a trained martial artist!
“D–did he stop the bullet?” Florence was shocked once more. At that point, they wondered if Cougar was even human for blocking both the fruit knife attack and the gunshot.
“Do you think you’re invincible with that pistol? You bumpkin!” Gloria recovered from the initial scare and collected herself. With Tarragon and Cougar beside her, no one could hurt her.
“How dare you shoot at my grandma? You’re asking for death! Cougar, I want him crippled!” Dakota gave out the orders.
“Roger that!” Cougar cackled and launched himself into the air by jumping lightly. He sailed across like an arrow from a bow as crushed the tiles underneath his feet, and he barreled toward Edwin at a frightening speed.
“That’s just a minor trick!” A short guy in a cap, who was standing behind Edwin, suddenly made his move and charged at Cougar. The two collided and set off an explosion. As the dust cleared, everyone could see that the short guy caught Cougar’s fists in his hand. The impact of the collision had shattered the tiles underneath their feet into pieces.
Cougar’s eyes wavered with shock as he grunted. He never thought that someone would have the power to stop his punch.
“Boss, he doesn’t look like our target today.” The short guy held his cap with one hand to prevent it from blowing it away. At the same time, he cast a cool look at Edwin. “If you want him killed, you need to top up.”
“50 million for each person,” Edwin replied, unperturbed.
“Haha! No problem!” The short guy grinned in excitement.
“You’re asking for death!” Feeling belittled, Cougar was infuriated and lashed out with a punch. The punch was so heavy that it could break metal.
“You don’t know your limits.” The short guy shook his head and suddenly lurched at Cougar. He dodged the punch and hit Cougar hard in the abdomen.
A dull thud was heard. Cougar’s abdomen, which had withstood the fruit knife stab, had a hole in it. The fist of the short guy penetrated through Cougar’s flesh and emerged from the back. The scene was a horrifying, bloody mess.
Cougar froze up and stared at the fist that pierced through his abdomen in disbelief. Never in his wildest dream had he imagined that someone would put a fist through the steely body that he trained and built for years.
“How is that possible?” Gloria and the rest were terrified and shocked, especially knowing that Cougar was powerful enough to take down a hundred men. He could even defend himself against guns with ease. To their dismay and bewilderment, Cougar was taken down by a martial arts expert in one move.
“50 million pocketed.”