Chapter 31 The Cold Gunman!
Ballroom 5th Floor
Now with both there weapons drawn, only a couple inches away from one another. Pointing his gun hand at Ver with no signs of hesitation, looking at him with a pompous smile, Rint fires and says, die handsomely my friend! Bang! Bang! Expelling from his firearm both bullets travel at an incredible speed zipping towards Ver, eyes filled with confidents seeing the two small projectiles bursting forth at him. Dodging the two bullets like a game of dodge ball at recess, leaning down getting into a running position, lifting his left leg forward in front of him. Ver sprints like a catapult throwing a boulder, moving like the wind Ver instantly pops up right in front of Rint and says with a jokey and condescending tone, come on Rint! If your going to bring out your weapon please be prepared to use!
Pointing his gold pistol with his right hand, finger about to pull the trigger, bang! In a blink of an eye piercing his left shoulder, ice forming around the bullet wound. Shocked dropping down to a knee, grabbing his left shoulder confused and in agonizing pain, Ver looks at his shoulder and says with disbelief, what the fuck! Where did this ice come from? Hovering over him, cool steam coming out of his gun muzzle, peering down with victorious eyes beaming at Ver, smiling Rint says, well look at that! I guess I am prepared to use my weapon!
End of Chapter 31