Chapter 1258 - Plan C
Chapter 1258 – Plan C
Flee! Flee! Flee!
Scarface gritted his teeth and hauled his aching body off the tree in the nick of time.
Bam!
A loud sound echoed out, and all that could be seen on the tree was a deep hole made by Jonah’s fist.
“Damn you!” Scarface exclaimed after rolling away from that brutal attack.
Jonah, on the other hand, calmly turned around with a smile still on his face.
Scarface’s heart sank while trying to run as fast as he could away from the scene.
One might think that they had been fighting on the same spot, but that was a lie.
Since their battle, he had been running and battling this Pyno bastard before him.
Dammit!
But how could Jonah let him go just like that?
Boom!
Another attack hit the ground with Scarface dodging yet again in the nick of time.
“Stranger… Can’t you see that you’ve already lost?”
Lost? Lost? LOST?
Blood pumped into Scarface’s brain as his entire body was unwilling to admit that he had lost to such inferior species.
No! He hadn’t lost!
The match will be temporarily placed on hold until when he comes next.
Hmhm.
He admitted that today things went in disarray.
But that didn’t mean he lost, okay?!
Scarface was extremely desperate, and the duo hastily ran about, fighting here and there across the scene.
But no matter how far he ran, Jonah was right behind him, giving him no time to rest.
.
Boom! Bam! Pah!
Scarface’s entire body felt distorted, as he was both desperately trying to flee, as well as trying to dodge or block countless attacks.
And this meant that Jonah was the one with the most advantage, had he had a full range of opportunities to attack, knowing that his enemy wouldn’t stop to reciprocate things.
Jonah looked at Scarface’s anxious silhouette and finally let out a long sigh.
So, why not end things now?
Jonah quickly took out his silencer and mercilessly aimed at his opponent.
Puee! Puee!
The bullets tore through the air crazily, making their way towards its target’s calves in a blink of an eye.
And what happened next was something that Scarface himself would never be able to understand!
Bam!
“Ahhhhhhhhh~~ Mother F***er!”
Scarface fell to the ground in one swoop, holding his legs and shaming vigorously in pain.
Son of a b**ch!
Sweat quickly poured out of his face, ċhėst, back and even his neck as his body kept trying to fight under his condition.
But the most shock he received definitely came from his brain.
Eh?
Where were the arrows?
He thought that maybe he had been hit by some poisonous arrow because this pain was like nothing he had felt before.
However, after forcing his heavy eyelids to look at the source of his pains, he couldn’t even see any arrow beside him.
And even if one were to shoot a dart or other hidden weapons at him, it would hang outside his flesh.
Again, he was already immune to a large variety of poisons.
So what the hell had attacked him?
“Grahhhhhh~~~”
Scarface’s cheeks trembled underneath his mask after gritting his teeth so hard.
The pain was just too brutal to bear. And the blasted cold air entering his wound only made him feel like someone was constantly stabbing him with a knife all over his body.
No! He felt like he wouldn’t even describe the kind of pain he was feeling right now.
His breathing became 50 times heavier, making him truly feel like he would be dying any moment from now.
Lying trough. What exactly did these people do to him?
At least with an arrow injury, believe it or not, because the arrow stick would still be in place and attached to one’s body, some of the pain got shielded off… Until one yanked the arrow out of their body.
He had received arrow injuries before, so he knew how they felt.
But this one right here… This injury right here was a whole other ball game.
This sort of pain might make him crippled for life, right?
.
Scarface’s eyes dilated at an incredible speed.
His legs! His precious legs!
What was an ȧssassin without their legs?
What would his future be like without them?
Of course, it was normal for anyone in this situation to think like this because when plagued with something new and unheard of, this meant that the possibility of recovery might be extremely low.
So the odds were against them.
And in this case, the pain Scarface felt made him feel as though his entire leg was broken into a million pieces.
Maybe it was his imagination, but he felt like his entire bones were scattered completely.
So in that case, then what about his career?
Boom!
A crazy explosion went off in his mind, causing him to release all his pent-up rage onto Jonah.
“Damn you? Damn you, you wild, ignorant, scum, son of a b**ch! How dare you do this to me? Do you know who I am? Do you know what you’ve just done? Years of hard work all gone down the front by you bastard!”
Jonah shrugged and looked at Scarface innocently: “Stranger, I told you to stop when you had the chance. So why look at me with those eyes?”
“Bastard! Your retribution will surely come!”
“Yes, yes… My retribution will surely come… But brother, why don’t I tell you about the joy of being a good person?”
“_”
…
A good person?
Was this scumbag actually preaching to him now of all times?
Scarface felt like talking to Jonah was like talking to a stone wall.
But soon, another thought pierced through his mind, making him smirk confidently.
Heheheheh!
They still had their Plan C!