Chapitre 289: Return to Brightstar.

Malcolm, Isaac, and the rest of the elderly gentlemen camped behind a snow-covered bush.

Ten meters from them, a brown-colored deer circled a small open space.

Malcolm grabbed his hunting rifle tighter and went into his own firing position. He slowly stood up, put his left leg forward, and took aim.

His finger slowly neared the trigger, and once his fingertip made contact, his posture was already perfect.

BANG!

Without further ado, he pulled the trigger and witnessed the bullet flying like a cannon.

The deer raised the head and felt the instincts kicking in. When the deer felt like running away, the bullet had already made a sizeable hole in the middle of the torso.

The deer staggered to the side before falling down without any signs of life.

Malcolm lowered his gun and nodded, ''That was the last one.''

''Good job.'' Leonardo patted his shoulder and walked with him to the corpse of the deer.