"My lord…?"
The gang leader hesitated to respond to Tyler's question, and before he knew it, his daughter was shot in the thighs. Blood oozed out of her legs and dyed the floor beneath her red. He felt useless for being powerless in a situation like that, but he was sure that even with a thousand lives combined, he could never stand up to the person before him.
He watched his daughter whimpering, but there was nothing he could do about it. Karma came for him sooner than he expected.
"Another gunshot landed at the same spot where the girl was shot earlier, and she screamed in agony. She had never felt such pain before. She would have been more injured, but Hector avoided hitting any vital organs.
Watching his marksmanship, Lucia's jaw hung in shock. Her only thought was, 'Holy cow! How did he do that?' The gang leader's screams didn't bother her in the slightest. After all, they may both end up in the same soup.
