Before Charlie could utter a word, Aman Ramovich, standing to the side, silently thought, “Antonio, this guy is part of the Chinese Wade family, and in terms of wealth, he surpasses all of you. I can’t fathom how much influence he holds. If you truly end his life with a single shot, he will be the most powerful person you’ve ever taken down.”
Though Charlie was staring down the barrel of a gun, he remained unflinching. To him, no matter how deadly the weapon, it posed no real threat. As long as it wasn’t something monstrous like a close-range cannon, he could face it without fear.
With a smile, he remarked, “It’s quite strange. Within just a few hours of arriving in New York, I’ve had two groups of people aim guns at me. Is this how you gangsters treat your guests?” Antonio, not understanding the context, furrowed his brow and asked, “What do you mean? Two groups? Apart from me, who else has pointed a gun at you?”
Charlie casually replied, “Oh, just a few insignificant folks. But don’t worry; I’ll introduce you to themter.”
“Introduce me?” Antonio eximed, bewildered. “Are you out of your mind? Do you honestly think I’ll let you walk out of here alive?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Aman Ramovich, while feeling a flutter of anxiety at the sight of Charlie with a gun to his head, couldn’t help but taunt Antonio. He chuckled, “Antonio, it seems this Chinese kid has no fear of you at all. I bet he thinks you wouldn’t dare pull the trigger!”
Antonio felt a flush of embarrassment. He turned to Aman Ramovich andmanded, “Mr. Aman Ramovich, take a step back. I’ll blow his head off after I count to three! Just make sure not to get sttered with blood!”
Aman Ramovich nodded with a grin and stepped back, saying, “Antonio, let the countdown begin.”
Julia, aware of her father’s lethal intentions, desperately pleaded, “Dad, please don’t… don’t kill him… he’s innocent…” Antonio ignored her, his gaze fixed coldly on Charlie as he dered, “Three!”
Charlie smirked and responded, “Two!”
“Damn it!” Antonio growled, surprised by Charlie’s audacity. Gritting his teeth, he added, “Alright, this will be yourst sound in this world!”
With that, he shouted, “One!” and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger!
Bang!
The sharp crack of the gunshot rang out, apanied by Julia’s horrified scream echoing through the wine cer.
Antonio felt the recoil in his wrist, signaling that the shot had been fired, but when he looked to see Charlie’s fate, he was stunned to find him unhurt!
Unbeknownst to Antonio, at the precise moment he pulled the trigger, Charlie merely tilted his head to the side, evading the bullet effortlessly, then returned his head to its previous position, still grinning at Antonio.
Antonio was dumbfounded. He had no idea what Charlie had just done; it felt as if his eyes had deceived him. The bullet had been fired, yet Charlie maintained his smile. The rest of the onlookers were equally speechless.
Aman Ramovich was particrly shocked. He stared at Charlie, bewildered, unable toprehend how Charlie had remained unscathed as if there had been a blur of motion. How was this possible?<fn53fd> The source of th?s content is findnovel</fn53fd>
Charlie then looked at the astonished Antonio and remarked, “Your marksmanship leaves much to be desired.”
“What the hell!” Antonio shouted, disregarding any thoughts of confusion, and pulled the trigger again, aiming for Charlie’s head.
Once more, the same bizarre urrence unfolded.
Charlie had dodged the bullet again!
Antonio’s jaw dropped, and he stammered, “You… how did you do that?!”
Charlie retorted with a smirk, “This is Chinese Kung Fu, you sand sculpture.”
With that, he suddenly exerted force, and the six pairs of handcuffs binding his wrists shattered into pieces. The metal fragments seemed to have a mind of their own, swiftly targeting Antonio’s eight men. In an instant, they were all struck down, each one shot in the head!