A man with his hair neatly tucked behind his forehead rushed up the stairs. His eyes were red as if they were on fire.
Even though a sniper is planted in case of an unforeseen situation, no gunfire is heard.
Stupid bastards. How can you only do things this way when youve been paid so much!
Damn it! What are you doing!
The man shouted at the sniper right in front of him. His maddened eyes were like a frantic beast impatient to catch the prey in front of him. The man gritted his teeth and took the snipers gun and put it over his shoulder.
You bastards, I will kill you.
The man who placed his eyes on the scope and found the target at once had to stop his finger at a completely unexpected presence when he was about to pull the trigger.
Thump Thump
The heat that had risen to the top of his head cooled down, and only the sound of his heart rang in his ears.
Only then did he realize why the skillful sniper couldnt pull the trigger and just stared in vain.
A beautiful white dress, finely raised brown hair, and an elegant neckline that were troublesome due to the constant attention below them. On top of the horse was the bride who had married him.
The man just stared blankly at the woman moving away. The hair and hem of the clothes slowly fluttered in the wind. Her brown hair, brightly colored by the sun, shone dazzlingly.
The man who regained his senses burst into laughter. Visible veins were seen on the arm clutching the gun.
Is it anger or is it a feeling of betrayal. The man fixed the gun, uttering a small curse through his gritted teeth.
A small body was seen swaying gracefully along the movement of the horse. His palm remembered the touch of those slender ribs. Thinking of the bullet that would be lodged there, the muzzle went down on its own and touched his leg.
Will it be uncomfortable to move if I hit her legs.
However, it was difficult to aim because the legs were covered by the pure white dress. If the horses body is hit by a mistake, the woman riding on it will be thrown out into the stone field. If you run at such a high speed and fall on the stone floor, there will be no place for you to thrive.
Then, should I hit the guy who is also riding the horse
Even that was impossible because of the woman behind him. If he does something wrong, the woman may get hit. Even in this damn situation, his head was all about that woman.
The man didnt even move to the point where the gun over his shoulder became shabby, he just looked at the woman who was moving away.
Bang!
At that moment, a gunshot was heard. The trembling man hurriedly looked at the woman. Fortunately, the bullet just hit the floor and no one was hit.
Who told you to shoot!
The sniper, who was holding his position and aiming again, was hit by a sudden kick and looked up at the man with a bewildered expression.
Put the gun down.
His hair, which had been neatly tucked, became messy and gave off a dangerous atmosphere with his bloodshot eyes. The frightened sniper put down his gun and raised his hands up.
The man looked at the two people who were now so far away that they turned into dots. The hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and he tightly clenched his teeth, causing his jaw muscles to swell.