Thug and Idol: 10X Rewards Second Identity System

Chapter 59: It's about sending a message

[Ding!]

[You have terrified 6 people. Reward: your PP increased by 20.]

Seeing two men fallen down like that, the remaining King Lion thugs first paused in shock, then cheered in relief.

Someone was helping them!

And soon, more shots followed. They were less precise than the first two, and there were still no shooters in sight, but they had to be far away from the sound of their guns.

Even without the first shooter's precision, these shots took down two more Cuatro Angulos people.

The rest were left to panic without a clear view of the threat or the surroundings.

They tried to run for cover or toward their getaway cars, but were only shot from all sides, anyway!

And among all the unseen attackers, there was one whose shots always struck true. Like one-two-three, that sniper quickly killed every Cuatro Angulos thug left.

The person with such incredible shooting skill was Tristan Hayes, who was lying on a roof of a garage with his Remington rifle.

As for his skill...

[Firearms shooting: 814]

He had put 200 points in it before this attack.

Tristan lied there for a minute longer, as the King Lion survivors gathered their bearings, and the rest of Tristan's team moved out of their cover behind garages.

Only after he was sure that no more Cuatro Angulos thugs were around, Tristan stood up and began climbing down from the roof.

There were five more people in his team, one of which was Pierce. However, unlike the other gangsters, all of which wore combat gear and had rifles, Pierce still wore his everyday suit and only wielded a handgun.

There was a bulletproof vest underneath the suit jacket, but Pierce still didn't hurry into the fray.

Quixada clenched his fists, staring at the bloody severed heads inside. All of them were missing their eyes. Half of them had gunshot wounds that split their skulls like eggshells.

Precise shots that were familiar to him.

He was sure.

The sniper was the same person who had crossed Quixada before.

Quixada swore quietly.

***

Next morning.

Although it was still early, the Good Lion Bar was full of people.

By this point, the night operation against the Cuatro Angulos stopped being a secret, and the information about it spread among the gangsters.

And right now, almost thirty people—not the entire gang, but a big part of it—were packed in the bar's hall. Every table was taken, and many people had to stand next to the walls.

At the center of it all was the massive figure of Leon Clavon, who was giving a statement.

"For years, we shared the city with Cuatro Angulos. These hyenas were always people without law or principles, ready to attack anyone who wasn't their own. But when they thought they can attack MY people, and MY territory and leave alive, they were wrong. Pierce, show it!"

With a smile, Pierce reached into the inner pocket of his jacket and pulled out a plastic bag with something round, white and red.

But after looking closer, the people in the audience realized...

That was an eye!

A blood-shot eye that was pulled out of a corpse.

"I took this from the head of the attackers' apparent leader. The heads of them all were sent back to where they came from," Pierce said. "Even rabid dogs can understand a message like that."

Leon nodded.

"They paid for every our man they killed. We will hold a funeral for those soon. But before that, I want to praise a person without whom this operation wouldn't have gone so well. This is..."