The Skeleton Gentleman waved from afar at everyone.
It was like a deeply meaningful farewell between lovers.
Impossible!
This isn't scientific!
Admiral Tiramisu's hands, clutching the sniper rifle, trembled slightly.
She was certain that her aim had been dead on, considering her extensive experience, she could not possibly have missed that spot.
There was no reason for it; it shouldn't have happened.
After a moment of shock, Tiramisu, seething with fury, emptied her mind of all else and without a second thought, fired a second bullet.
Bang!
Another golden bullet fired.
Whoosh!
Next to the Skeleton Gentleman, a chunk of the floor burst upward, showing the sign of a missed bullet.
The third one!
Bang!
The fourth one!
Bang!
Nobody knew how Admiral Tiramisu could hide so many sharp sniper bullets in her deep V-neck.