Warlord

A sudden prickling sensation on his skin made Zero spring up from the floor. For more chapters visit novęlfire.net

The two guns that had been placed under the pillow were already in his hands, ready to fire at any moment.

But the hotel room was quiet, and Monnie and Lala were hugging each other in bed, breathing evenly.

Outside the window, in the direction of the central square, there was a steady stream of cheers and curses.

He came to the window. There was a faint sense of danger in the air.

He frowned and thought hard, but he couldn’t figure out where it came from.

But Zero believed in his intuition, so he pushed the sniper into Colt’s chamber.

After some thought, he withdrew the bullet.

Zero held the bullet in his hand, a faint red glow rising from his palm.