Timothy Reginald and Hector Reginald felt a wave of satisfaction seeing Admiral Fletcher's sorry state. 'The wicked get what they deserve. Serves him right!'
"Your provocation is clever, Admiral Fletcher, but it's useless against me." A low, deep laugh suddenly echoed through the air. The chilling voice, tinged with unbridled arrogance, boomed in everyone's ears.
Admiral Fletcher's expression darkened instantly. He couldn't sense the slightest presence of the person hiding in the shadows. He knew that even among the masters of Ninjutsu in Country R, few could ever achieve such a level of concealment.
BANG—
The instant Admiral Fletcher's focus wavered, another bullet shot toward him with lightning speed. The moment it embedded itself in his shoulder, the Admiral's composure finally shattered, and a venomous look flooded his eyes.
"Who are you?! Show yourself! Get out here!"
