novelxo Chapter 239
Frost swung his arm down.
Bang!
The sniper fired. The huge bullet shot forward like a cannonball and went straight for Dustin's car.
Bang!
The car immediately exploded, and the flames shot into the sky.
"No one can possibly survive that blast. Even sovereign grade fighters will be burnt to a crisp!" Frost watched through his binoculars and muttered to himself.
"These days, who even bothers to fight hand-to-hand, anyway? Times have changed," said the sniper with a grin and got up.
"Let's go get our money, guys," Frost said with a smile.
After packing up, they got ready to leave.
Suddenly, alarm bells rang in Frost's mind. He felt as if a predator had fixed its eyes on him.
Immediately, he looked northwest, and his eyes widened.
His other teammates looked over as well, and their faces changed.
Was he not the target?
Why was he not dead?!
Dustin and his Hell Guard stood across from them with indifferent faces. They sized them up.
"When have the assassins from God's Lance become so rude?" Dustin asked. "Do you want your organization gone?"
Their faces changed.
Who was their target this time?
Frost narrowed his eyes.
He had been watching through his binoculars all the time. When the bullet hit the car, Dustin was still inside.
Even metal would melt in that sort of blast, so why was Dustin completely fine when he was just flesh and blood.
Frost had to admit that if he was the one in the car, he would be burnt to a crisp too.
How did Dustin escape unscathed?
Bang! Bang!
The sniper quickly drew his gun and fired a few shots at Dustin and his Hell Guard.
This was a special gun. It had great power, and the bullets were fast. Not even great martial artists could catch the bullets.
But with a swing of his arm, the bullets fell on the roof and did not hurt him in the slightest.
The scene caused the other members of the team to turn pale.
Frost's face turned grave.
This meant that they had run into an elite martial artist.
Dustin was surely a sovereign grade fighter.
While he cursed at Jaxon for hiding this piece of information, he called but to out to
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The sniper immediately pointed the rifle at Dustin and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet shot forward, and the sniper staggered back because of the powerful recoil.
He had fired the shot from a close distance. No one could possibly be able to dodge this.
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Dustin remained unharmed.
At that moment, the sniper's mouth hung open in disbelief.
Frost was so surprised that it rendered him speechless.
Dustin had managed to ward off the rifle's bullet head-on?
No one would believe that!
Was he a human tank?
Even if he was, he should have still been hit!
Could a human really do this?
Frost recovered from his shock, and his face turned grim.
He knew that he was dealing with a martial artist he had only ever heard in legends.
A sovereign grade fighter?
No... Dustin had far surpassed the level of a sovereign grade fighter.
"Just... who are you?" Frost asked the question he wanted answered the most.
This was the piece of trash from the Wyatt family?
What nonsense!