Chapitre 63: Chapter 63

Anson chuckled and shook his head amusedly, "Two rounds?" 

He used his hand, covered by black gloves, to turn the lock on the door with a click. He tilted his head with a smirk, "I can take on that challenge."

Following his words, he pulled out his current favorite gun, the P226 and checked the chamber, and then unloaded the safety. "Ten bullets, exactly two rounds."

He pointed the gun at Don Diro on the bed, "Pick a spot." 

"Or should we start with the leg."

With the black hole of the muzzle staring directly at him, Don Diro instantly sobered up, and his eyes focused. Two handsome men stood in his room. Not prostitutes– their strong temperant told him this.

The moment he landed, his eyes shrunk. As the head of the Pieres gang, naturally, he knew who Selwynn was.