Chapter 969 A Direct Confrontation


    Adler''s face changed instantly when he heard the four men were from the Ghost g.


    Before further inquiries could be made, the man whom Adler had targeted tilted his head, a trickle of


    fresh blood escaping from the corner of his mouth. He crumpled to the ground, experiencing a


    series of convulsions before swiftly sumbing, his breath fading away.


    “Seriously? Still resorting to poison? What century do you think we''re living in?” Adler remarked,


    recognizing that the man must have ingested poison. That exined his rapid demise.


    Holding his shotgun, Adler returned to the car. He made a gesture to the driver, signaling him to


    continue driving.


    As the car started up again, Weston looked out the window at the four bodies and asked, “Mr.


    Hackett, won''t this cause any trouble? You told me before that your shotgun was only for hunting.


    Now that you''ve shot people, won''t the patrolmene knocking?”


    Firearms control has consistently been highly stringent in the country.


    The mere fact that Adler possessed a hunting shotgun was already indicative of a notable privilege.


    His continued use of this shotgun for lethal purposes left Weston finding it difficult to believe that


    Adler had not entangled himself in grave consequences.


    Adler let out a sigh as he replied, “The dynamics here differ from those in your city. For us hunters,


    the true peril often arises from fellow humans, not the wolves across the ins. This shotgun isn''t


    primarily intended for guarding against animals; it''s more about safeguarding ourselves from


    people. I went down to inquire and discovered that all four of them are affiliated with the Ghost g.


    Individuals of their ilk don''t merit mourning. Who knows, my courageous action might even earn me


    recognition and a reward.”


    Weston could not believe his ears. You fired shots and killed four people straight off the bat, and


    you still expect to be hailed as a hero and receive a reward?


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    However, judging by Adler''s expression, it did not seem he was joking.


    Seated off to the side, Drogo inquired, “What exactly is this Ghost g? Is it some sort of bandit


    organization?”


    Adler took out his pipe, took a puff, and said lightly, “The Ghost g isn''t really a band of ouws,


    they''re far more formidable than ordinary bandits. No one knows when they came into existence,


    and no one knows where their main base is. The people under the ghost g are all armed, and


    they''re up to no good, always causing trouble wherever they go. Among us, there''s a prevailing


    belief that the leader of the Ghost g is, in fact, a formidable spirit that has returned from hell.


    Consequently, anyone who bes his target doesn''t live to witness another day.”


    Adler''s demeanor remainedposed as he spoke those words, almost as if he were discussing


    matters belonging to someone else. However, his tranquil tone sent shivers down the spines of


    those around him.


    Weston looked at Adler and asked, “You just killed their men. You won''t get into any trouble, won''t


    you?”


    Adler gave a pat to the shotgun in his grip and remarked, “I possess a firearm, so why should I be


    afraid of those cowards? All that talk about returning from hell is nothing more than their own self-


    promotion. There''s no concept of ''hell'' on our ins.”


    Seeing that Adler did not take this so-called Ghost g seriously, everyone else breathed a sigh of


    relief, feeling that the organization probably was not as terrifying as they thought.


    Fortunately, nothing happened along the way. Adler fetched a few horses from the station and then


    led the way to his home.


    Owing to the exceedingly isted location, their sole modes of transportation for a significant


    duration were horses or donkeys.


    Weston and Drogo had already spent several days getting used to horse riding.


    Consequently, even though the two of them exhibited a certain level of unease while on horseback,


    they could still be deemed proficient in horse riding.


    As they readied themselves to witness Donald''s potentially awkward first horse ride, they were


    taken aback by his unexpected agility. With one hand firmly grasping the horse''s mane and using


    both feet to push off the ground, Donald smoothly and elegantly mounted the horse.


    Both of them were dumbfounded by Donald''s move. What''s happening here? How is he so skilled


    at mounting a horse?