Chapter 698: Helping the drunk and getting the shock of his life
Meanwhile...
The booming noise of the nightclub didn’t faze Tiger, who sat quietly at the bar counter. The flashing lights landed on the side of his face, revealing his concentration on the glass he was swirling in his hand. Everyone in the club was having a good time, dancing until sweat covered their skin, yet the buoyant atmosphere couldn’t penetrate the solemnness around him.
"That fucking retard..." he hissed and scoffed. "He’s lucky I missed him."
For Hera, Tiger had purposefully missed Dragon that night during the memorable Lyon Group Anniversary. But to be honest, Tiger didn’t purposely miss that man. He wanted to kill him for everything the man had done. He wanted to settle scores with him once and for all. But alas, he missed.
In the organization, he was known as someone who never missed a target. Even with blindfolds, he could shoot someone based on the noises they made. He could even assassinate someone even if he was hundreds of kilometers away, as long as he knew the exact coordinates.
Compared to all of that, Dragon’s distance that night was very close. There was no way he would miss him three times, but he did.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" he breathed out, looking at his palm, which was slightly trembling. "I fucking hate him."
It had been months since that occurrence happened, but until now, Tiger couldn’t move on from it. How could he? That was the first time he missed his target. If only he hadn’t, then they wouldn’t have to worry about anything anymore. This had been weighing on his heart since then.
"He didn’t even dodge," he whispered to himself, clicking his tongue in irritation. "It’s as if he knows I’d missed."