RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 172: Pretender

Bang!!

Bang!!

The underground tunnel I had been stretched past 1 km, but it didn't take me more than a minute to catch sight of my targets, though it took me a bit of effort not to burst out laughing.

On the back of his guard, was John Strokes, the dignified secretary being piggybacked and looking for an easy win, I wasted no time on offloading bullets at their fleeing figure.

Sadly, life was not so easy and when my bullets got within 2 inches of my targets it was blocked by some invisible barrier around the two.

Though my failed attempt alerted the enemy of my presence making John's guard up his pace, I had no worries.

Simply upping my speed, I quickly closed the distance between me and the duo and then rammed them from the side.

I hoped to send them flying off their feet, yet I instead found being repelled away just as I got within two inches.

I was sent shooting through the air headed for the wall on the other side of the tunnel, and despite my efforts to mitigate damage, I crashed into it with a painful groan.

My back cracked the thick concrete of the wall, nearly being buried in it, and then some seconds later I fell out of the depression I had made to the ground.

"That rebound was with about five times the force I used. fuck"

Thankfully I hadn't intended to ram my targets to paste or I might have been dyeing at the moment.

Pushing myself to my feet, with several cracking sounds ringing out of my body, I gave pursuit once more quickly catching up to my target whose speed was far from impressive.

John Strokes with his white hair and narrowed eyes looked back and caught sight of me and then he whispered some words to the man giving him a piggy ride.

This time, they didn't try upping their speed, they moved unbothered paying me no attention right till I got in parallel with them.

John turned to look at me and I similarly looked back and then he sneered.

"Does he have that much faith in his defence?"

Looking to his guard, my eyes gleamed and then I fixed up a package and sent it speeding out of my head.

Bang!!

Honestly, I expected much greater resistance to my emotion wave from John's guard, but when it hit him, the man jerked, he stumbled as he moved forward and in no time, fell to the ground, sending John hurling from his back through the air while he crashed into the ground and rolled on the floor.

With not much thought, I watched the scene unfold and keeping an eye on John's body which was ahead, stopped beside his guard.

The guard had crashed head-first into the ground, before tumbling forward some meters and then lying prone on the ground, but I was far from convinced.

Bang!!

Bang!!

When my first shot landed on his chest, his eyes shot open in shock and he pushed himself up but a bullet to his forehead sent him lying back on the ground.

From his reaction, I guessed that he had been trying to act unconscious and spring an attack on me. Too bad for him thought, I took myself as very much the weakling here.

I was in no mood to take chances and released two more shots into his body and crouching beside his bleeding form, I searched him.

"Two" I muttered in surprise, holding up two vials containing a red viscous liquid.

Putting them in my inventory, I rummaged the man for any other noteworthy items coming up with a phone and after a bit of thought threw it in my inventory.

"System, the inventory is a separate space right? No one can track whatever I put there right?"

[Yes. No one can access it]

Getting to my feet, I moved away from the dead guard and walked forward, not the least perturbed that John had disappeared from my sight.

"So, you're the one who has all the goodies," I said looking at an empty space ahead and dodging to the side as a shot was fired at me.

With how easy I ended his guard, it was clear that John was the source of the shield that had nearly fractured my bones and now he had shown that he possessed a loaded gun despite how badly his men had been in need of bullets.

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Kicking off my feet, before the frail man could let lose another bullet, I closed the distance between us, ripping the gun from his hand with my left hand, but then just as my right hand reached for his neck, it came in contact with some resistance and was immediately flung back.

"Fuck" I cried internally as my arm nearly snapped out of its joint, the force of the rebound making me take a few steps back and watch a smirk play out on John's face.

"You can't touch me" the politician sneered.

"Are you sure about that I said nodding towards his dead guard" and this made John frown in thought.

For the few seconds when he tried to shoot me, John's reflective barrier had been absent, and unfortunately, I had been a step too slow to end the man during that window.

It explained why neither he nor his guard had attacked me when I had run up beside them earlier.

"If you kill me, you'll regret It for the rest of your to be miserable life."

"That goes hard" I chuckled in my head.

"What if I let you go."

Surprise and confusion appeared in John's slightly wrinkled face but clearing his throat and regaining his composure he answered.

"Then I'll take your actions today as nothing short of a mistake and let you go."

I raised an eyebrow at his choice of words and shrugged.

Using echo for as far as 400 meters, I made sure there were no unwanted guests on the way and putting my hand in my pocket brought out two vials.

"What are these"