Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 194

Chapter 194: Becoming A Murderer 2
Antonio and Daniel looked at me, their eyes widening as they took in the sight of my blood-soaked clothes and the katanas in my hands. The air crackled with tension as they raised their guns, and the muzzles pointed steadily at me.

“Did you kill our brother?” Antonio growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.

I grinned a dark and predatory smile that sent a shiver down their spines. “Are you talking about this piece of shit?” I said, casually gesturing towards Carlos’s lifeless body with the tip of my katana. “Yes, I did. And I promise you, I’ll do the same to you if you don’t leave now.”

Diego, returning with the mop and cleaner, froze as he took in the scene. His eyes widened in terror as he saw Antonio and Daniel with their guns trained on me. Dropping the cleaning supplies, he yelled, “Don’t shoot! He’s not human!”

Antonio and Daniel exchanged a glance, a mix of disbelief and amusement in their eyes. They laughed a harsh and mocking sound that echoed through the store. “He will have to die even if he is a ghost,” Antonio sneered. “The cost of messing with our gang is far worse than death.”

Daniel chimed in, his voice a cold and menacing growl. “Don’t worry, Diego. Watch how we’ll skin him alive. It seems that the warning of hanging that body before didn’t give a message to others. So now, anyone who wants to mess with us will see this guy as an example.”

I stood my ground, my katanas still in hand, a dark smile playing on my lips. “You think you can take me? You think you can make an example out of me?” I chuckled a low and menacing sound that sent a ripple of unease through the air. “I welcome the challenge.”

Marina, who had been silently watching the exchange, stepped forward, her voice steady and sure. “Please, just leave,” she pleaded, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination. “I don’t want any more bloodshed. I don’t want any more lives lost.”

Antonio’s gaze flicked to Marina, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “You should have thought about that before you got involved with this freak,” he spat. “Now, you’ll both pay the price.”

I took a step forward, my katanas gleaming wickedly in the dim light. “You’re making a big mistake,” I said, my voice a low, deadly purr. “You have no idea who you’re dealing with.”

Daniel scoffed, his gun still trained on me. “We know exactly who we’re dealing with. A dead man walking.”

I smiled a cold and calculating grin. “Then come and get me. Show me what you’ve got.”

Antonio’s hand trembled slightly, but he kept his gun pointed at me. “You asked for it,” he said, his voice a low growl.

The tension in the air was palpable, a thick and heavy weight that pressed down on all of us. I could feel Marina’s eyes on me, her gaze filled with a mix of fear and trust. I knew that I had to protect her, no matter the cost.

“Last chance,” I said, my voice steady and commanding. “Leave now, or face the consequences.”

Antonio and Daniel exchanged a look, a silent communication passing between them. They knew that they were in too deep to back down now. They had to see this through, no matter the outcome.

“We’re not going anywhere,” Antonio said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. “Except to hell with you.”

I smiled a dark and predatory grin, my eyes narrowing as I focused on my opponents. The air was thick with tension, the scent of gunpowder and blood still lingering. “Then let’s dance,” I said, my voice a low, deadly purr.

Diego, seeing the impending carnage, screamed at Antonio and Daniel. “Don’t, just listen to me! I’m saving you guys… just lower your—”

But they didn’t wait. They opened fire, the deafening roar of their guns echoing through the store. Bullets flew in a hail of deadly projectiles, each one aimed to kill. This time, Marina was a little behind me, giving me the space I needed to maneuver.

I moved with lightning-fast reflexes, using my katanas to block the bullets in a whirl of steel. The blades spun like a deadly shield, deflecting most of the shots, but some still found their mark. I grunted as the bullets tore into my flesh, but the pain was fleeting, the wounds healing almost instantly.

Antonio and Daniel paused, their eyes wide with disbelief as they saw the bullets falling to the floor, deformed and harmless. The clatter of metal on the hard surface was a grim symphony, a testament to their futile efforts.

“Are you like a samurai or something?” Antonio stammered, his voice shaking with a mix of fear and awe. His hand trembled slightly, the gun wavering in his grip.

I smiled, a cold and calculating grin. “Something like that,” I said, taking a step forward, my katanas still spinning in my hands. The blades gleamed wickedly in the dim light, a silent promise of death.

They took a step back, their guns now seeming like mere toys compared to the supernatural force they were facing. “What are you?” Daniel whispered, his voice barely audible, his eyes filled with terror.

I chuckled, a low and menacing sound that sent a shiver down their spines. “I’m the thing that goes bump in the night. I’m the monster under your bed. I’m the reaper come to collect your souls.” My voice was steady, commanding, leaving no room for doubt.

Antonio and Daniel exchanged a terrified glance, remembering Diego’s words. They wanted to run, but their feet were rooted to the spot, paralyzed by fear. I was already in front of them, my katanas a blur of motion.

With precise, almost surgical strikes, I slashed at their bodies, the blades cutting through flesh and bone like a hot knife through butter. Their limbs fell to the ground like discarded vegetables, a gruesome testament to their failed attempt to take me down.

They screamed in agony, their voices a chorus of pain and despair. “Aaaaaaaa…. please, kill me,” Antonio begged, his body writhing on the floor in a pool of his own blood. His eyes were wide with terror and agony, pleading for an end to his suffering.

I smiled, a dark and merciful grin. “Fine, I’ll free you from your pain,” I said, raising my katana. With a swift and precise strike, I ended their lives, the blade piercing their skulls with a sickening crunch. The sound of metal meeting bone was final, a grim punctuation to their futile resistance.