Chapter 525 - 513: The Sacred Goal
Yang Yizhen truly felt exhausted at heart.
Everyone in the room stood up, and Zhang Yong silently drew his pistol. Although he did not raise the gun, his gaze was fixed on Anton.
One would understand if they knew about Brian’s past: if Anton truly was the Black Devil, there could be no peace between him and Anton.
Although Anton was now a comrade, there are still distinctions of closeness in human relationships, so Zhang Yong knew this matter could not end well. In the end, it might conclude with mutual gunfire and death, so of course, he would side with Brian.
No matter what past grievances or complications existed between Brian and Anton, when it comes to a fatal showdown between one of their own and someone relatively unknown, the right move is to be ready with a gun, not to mediate, because this isn’t an argument—it’s about life and death.
Yang Yi shouted out, but he did not rush to draw his gun, not even when Zhang Yong had his drawn yet not raised.
As long as shots were fired, both Brian and Anton were certain to die—but only the two of them, because neither would give the other any chance to dodge, especially with Paul nearby.
Without further insistence on anyone lowering their gun, Yang Yi knew that once guns were drawn, it was no longer a situation where words could make them be put away.
Anton remained silent, but Brian said with a calm face, "What, don’t know how to answer?"
Anton’s hand was steady as he said indifferently, "I don’t want to die, so I haven’t fired yet. I know you don’t want to die because you have unfulfilled dreams, but you must apologize."
"Although reluctant, I have no choice. Furthermore, I admit you indeed fooled me, or else you would be dead before you could turn around."