Capítulo 113: Slaps Are Served! How Gratifying!

"Excuse me… are you… looking… for… me…?"

A monotonous, emotionless voice that seemed to emerge from the pits of hell asked.

Kento Maeda swore that he had never been so terrified before in his life, not even when watching the infamous Japanese horror thrillers.

Whoosh!

Without waiting for his reply, a whistling sound pierced through the air once more.

Another black arrow has found its home as it bit into Kento Maeda's other hand vengefully.

Fresh blood, torn flesh…

Agony, spasms…

Fingers were said to be directly connected to the heart. The agony of having arrows right through his palms had Kento Maeda howling uncontrollably with pain.

He bent down abruptly, trying to reach for the gun he had dropped at his feet!

Before he could succeed, a silhouette flashed by and kicked him squarely on his chest.