Chapter 177
Chapter 177:
After eliminating the other armed assassins, Ashton immediately rolled away to avoid any gunfire from the last one. Almost simultaneously, a gunshot rang out from behind him.
Thankfully, Ashton’s swift reaction spared him from the bullet. The assassin, witnessing Ashton’s agility, felt a wave of dread wash over him.
Quickly, he adjusted his aim.
But in this deadly confrontation, the margin between life and death was razor-thin. Ashton made no room for error.
The moment the assassin lined up his shot, Ashton fired his own weapon.
The gunshot shattered the silence, with Ashton’s bullet striking the assassin directly in the forehead.
He crumpled to the ground, dead before he could even make a sound.
Ashton’s choreographed sequence of disarming, counterattacking, dodging, and shooting unfolded in less than ten seconds.
The sight left the remaining assassins frozen in terror, their numbers drastically reduced in mere moments.
Though they soon recovered, Ashton was already wielding two guns, pointed squarely at the survivors.
Now, they had no chance to reach for their own weapons.
Crisis
Even though Ashton had complete control of the situation, he deliberately chose not to take the lives of the remaining assassins.
He was cautious, aware that in their desperation, they might resort to using hostages as leverage.
𝓛⍺𝕥𝒆𝕊𝓽 с𝒉αρ𝐭𝓮𝓇𝓈 gⲁⅼ𝓷𝗈ν𝓮𝗅𝗌﹒с𝑜ｍ
“Okay, drop your guns to the ground and kick them over to me! You only have five seconds!” Ashton commanded, his voice cutting through the tense air.
These assassins were seasoned and had undergone rigorous training, but they knew better than to gamble with their own lives.
Ashton had already demonstrated his lethal efficiency by taking down five of them in less than ten seconds. The remaining ones quickly realized that resistance would likely seal their fate.
After a brief pause, the remaining assassins, though reluctant, ultimately surrendered, tossing their weapons aside.
True to his word, Ashton did not end their lives on the spot.
He believed handing them over to the authorities could be a strategic move to uncover the mastermind behind this assassin organization.
Moreover, Ashton had his own personal reasons for sparing them.
Once the remaining assassins were securely bound, Ashton wasted no time. In a cold, commanding tone, he asked, “I’m offering you a way out. Who sent you?”
Despite being tied up, the assassins locked eyes with Ashton, their glares full of defiance, before shouting in unison, “You might as well shoot us now! The identity of our client is worth more than our lives; we’d rather die than betray them!”
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