Chapter 459: The Assassinated Senator? (Large Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

The fierce gunfire echoed through the silent coat room in an instant, peppering the area like raindrops, tearing expensive fur coats and piercing light down jackets.

Pure white feathers exploded in a flash, filling the entire space.

Romock watched the scattered down.

Where he was looking should have been where the 'uninvited guest' had just stood, but now there was no one there, no blood, no shadow, just a gold-inlaid cane lying quietly on the ground.

It was one of his favorite canes.

The bottom of this cane was made entirely of gold, icy to the touch, feeling like a gun muzzle ready to fire, carrying a cold murderous intent, which he liked very much.

At this moment, the anger of being deceived surged into his mind.

The other party didn't have a gun at all, he had been deceived—using his own cane!

Such a cunning fraud!

"Come out, you bastard!"

Romock held the gun, pulling the trigger once again