CHAPTER 127

“My identity doesn't matter. If you move again, I'll pull the trigger.”

Paul warned as he saw Noah drawing nigh to him.

“What a joke?”

Paul giggled.

“Do you think you'll be able to defeat thirty armed men?”

“What do you want from me?”

Noah asked coldly.

“You can't offer me anything. I don't want to kill you so easily. I'd like to see you tortured to death like your family had experienced.”

Mentioning his family made Noah's expression darken.

Paul turned back and gestured for his squad to come closer to him.

He was whispering something to them.

'So daft,’ Noah mumbled inwardly.

It was an opportunity to get rid of some of them.

He placed his hands behind him and pulled out two pistols.

Next, Noah lay flat on the ground and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Five of the armed men fell to the ground as bullets pierced through their chests.

“Attack him!”

Paul roared.

Firearms were aimed at Noah but with his skill, he was able to dodge the bullets.

Noticing that most of the arms were out of bullets