Bloodline Reckoning: The System Made Me Filthy Rich
Chapter 101: Not If I Kill You First!
CHAPTER 101: NOT IF I KILL YOU FIRST!
Jason barely glanced at the gun aimed at him. Instead, he turned to Noah and asked casually, "Roberto? Who the hell is Roberto?"
"The gangster leader you beat... at Caldwell," Noah replied lazily, his eyes fixed on the flickering notifications appearing in his line of sight.
Earlier, as the tension in the room rose, multiple messages began flooding his system.
[Revenge Ledger Updated.]
[Revenge Ledger Updated.]
[Revenge Ledger Updated.]
[Revenge Ledger Updated.]
And many more—
The system was triggered as soon as these people directed malicious intent toward them.
Noah felt pleased.
That was why he let Jason handle the situation. He still earned experience points without lifting a finger or revealing his power to the young devil.
’...But this motherfucker, he pulled his gun too fast!’ Noah was venting his frustration inwardly while gritting his teeth.
Noah decided it! This is the time to finish this, without getting hurt, especially Jason.
"Ah... I remember him now. The weak little guy who called himself a gangster boss?" Jason said with a chuckle.
"Mmm, yeah, that one..." Noah responded, then turned his attention to the man still aiming his weapon at Jason.
"What the fuck are you doing?" the man growled, furious at their calm demeanor. "You think I won’t shoot?" His killing intent burned in his eyes, the gun held steady in his grip.
"You can shoot him, but you can’t kill Noah!" Victor White suddenly barked, stopping his trusted man just before he pulled the trigger.
Victor’s hatred for Jason had been simmering. Because of him, every one of his men who attacked Caldwell had been captured, and his son, the mastermind, ended up in prison.
A joyful smile spread across his lips before he said, "Did you hear, motherfucker? My boss just issued a death notice for you. I’m going to kill you, moth—"
"Nope... If I kill you first..." Noah interrupted, his voice ice-cold and unexpected, silencing the room and drawing stunned stares, even from Jason.
’Noah, stay back. Let me handle this...’ Jason’s voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
’Can you dodge a bullet?’ Noah asked, still not looking at Jason. His eyes were locked onto the first person he planned to kill in this room.
Jason’s throat went dry. ’Mmmm...No...’
’Just stay back and enjoy the show...Jason!’
...
The man hesitated, confused. He looked at Noah and asked, "And how do you plan to kill—"
Before he could finish, Noah raised his hand toward him, as if mimicking a finger gun.
The room erupted with laughter at how hilarious Noah was.
But when a real gun suddenly appeared in Noah’s hand, the laughter died instantly.
They were all shocked by what they saw.
Noah smiled coldly, locking eyes with the man now frozen in terror.
"How do I kill you? Like this..."
A gunshot cracked through the room as Noah pulled the trigger.
The bullet slammed into the man’s temple, sending his body crashing backward. He collapsed to the floor, still and lifeless. It all happened so fast—less than a minute.
Silence.
No one blinked.
No one spoke.
Every soul in the room stood frozen, trying to understand what had just happened.
As everyone stared at him in shock, Noah turned his gaze to the young devil.
When their eyes met, Noah saw a flicker in the young devil’s eyes, like a spark igniting into flame. He was furious... and shocked.
It was the first time Noah had ever caught such an expression on his face. But just as quickly, the young devil’s anger and surprise vanished, replaced by cold calm.
And in that exact moment, the room erupted into chaos.
A man in the corner suddenly drew his gun, aiming to shoot Noah. But before he could fire, another gunshot rang out.
Noah’s bullet pierced his temple, dropping him dead on the spot.
Another wave of shock hit the room.
Victor’s people began to panic. Seeing Noah calmly kill two of their comrades made them forget their boss’s warning not to harm him.
Fearing they’d be next, some aimed their guns at Noah. Killing him became their top priority.
Another burst of gunfire cracked through the air. Not one, but three rapid shots. But, just like before, it wasn’t Victor’s men; it was Noah again.
Everyone started hiding and whispering to their friends.
"What the..."
"This motherfucker. How could he know we were about to shoot him?"
"Did he know how to read our minds?"
"Nonsense. He is just quick to see them..."
"Be careful, hide, or you’ll become his shooting target..."
The sound of gunshots made some new people rush into the building.
Even though they hide and whisper, Noah can hear them. He enjoys when those people talk about him.
Noah couldn’t read minds beyond two meters. Still, he instantly sensed their intentions the moment Ultimate Revenge activated in his system.
With Zoe observing their actions, she warned him before they could fire.
In just minutes, five bodies dropped—each one taken out by his bullets.
He’d never felt such a rush from earning so many Ultimate Revenge Rewards. This was precisely what he’d been waiting for.
Nevertheless, Noah’s satisfaction quickly faded as Victor’s voice roared through the room, "STOP SHOOTING! DON’T SHOOT, NOAH!!"
Noah ignored Victor and instead took his rifle from his mind-space, tossing it to Jason.
’You know what to do, Jason!’
Jason still didn’t understand how a gun had suddenly appeared in Noah’s hand. And when a rifle materialized next, he was so shocked. He nearly choked.
’Is he a magician?’ he wondered, before pushing aside the confusion. He quickly moved to higher ground, taking a position that allowed him to see everyone clearly.
Jason positioned himself as a rear guard for Noah. He would kill anyone who tried to shoot Noah.
After confirming Jason had his six, Noah turned his full attention to Victor White.
Noah gave the old man a cold smile, while Victor stared at him in horror.
"Uncle Victor, you can’t force me to do something I don’t want. I already spared your life because you’re an elder... but you pushed me, kidnapped me like this. Now... I have no choice but to kill you."
Without hesitation, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger—the bullet shattered its way through Victor White’s skull.