Operation：Cobra Is Back novel Chapter 59

There was dead silence and everyone looked at Gilbert as if he was a god.

If Gilbert was only meant to shock the crowd when he showed up at the beginning, he was making an example out of it by blocking bullets and killing people through the air!

Such a terrifying tactic caused chills to run down people's spines.

"Hahahaha, Gilbert, you are so domineering and kill that person with a slap through the air. Who else in JN City could do that?"

Lionel looked at Primo with boundless enthusiasm and said coldly, "Primo, for the sake that you and I were rivals in the past, Gilbert has been kind enough to spare you this evening. Why don't you come and pay your respects to Gilbert quickly?"

When he finished speaking, Primo shuddered.

He had seen Gilbert's amazing skills and knew that he couldn't be his enemy.

If he remained so insensible, he would be the second person to die here!

This made him not dare to think more and he was about to walk up and submit to Gilbert's feet.

After all, strength are rules in this world. Whoever was strong had the right to speak.

"Lower Silver Class martial artist. Your strength is not bad, and you can even block bullets, so you should have practiced a kind of powerful martial art, right?"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded out.

The crowd immediately turned their heads and looked towards the source of the voice. It was Duncan who spoke up!

Norman was on the ground, not even daring to say a word, and Duncan actually spoke up to comment on the Silver Class master. If he had accidentally offended him, wouldn't he be courting death?

"This kid simply doesn't know what he's doing. How dare he to comment on a Silver Class?"

He thought in his heart, but didn't say much and chose to look on coldly.

Morton, who had been beaten like a dead dog by Duncan earlier, even sneered silently as he watched him offend Gilbert.

"Not bad, I do practice a kind of powerful martial art. You're quite good. It is just as well that I want to take on a disciple, and you are just right."

Gilbert was not angry but nodded with a proud look on his face.

A normal Bottom Silver Class martial artist would be able to stop bullets, but not as easily as he did, or at least with some effort.

Duncan laughed at his words.

Who was he? He was the king of killers, also known as Cobra!

And Gilbert actually lectured him as if he were lecturing his junior, which was really a bit funny.

Gilbert noticed the change in Duncan's expression and frowned in displeasure, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at your lack of strength and your presumption to take me as your disciple. Are you here to make a fool of yourself?"

"Although your strength is not bad, it is nothing in my opinion. I am a Silver Class martial artist, why can't I take you as my disciple?"

Gilbert glanced at him and asked with interest.

"Unfortunately, in my opinion, a Silver Class martial artist is nothing more than something that can be defeated with a single punch."

Duncan shrugged and replied casually.

When he finished, everyone was dumbfounded.

Gilbert was strong enough to kill a man with a slap through the air, and could even stop bullets.

And although Duncan had defeated Morton, there was no way he could be Gilbert's opponent even if he was stronger than others.

How dare he talk big now at this time!

"This kid is simply courting death!"

Norman shouted in his heart, as if he had seen Duncan's miserable end, and looked at him as if he were a dying man.

Morton sneered in his heart, thinking Duncan was dead.

The majesty of a Silver Class martial artist was not something that could be offended by others.

"Hey, Mr. Longman is dead. However, he died under Gilbert, who is a Silver Class martial artist. I believe the Brown family will not dare to blame me when they find out."

Primo sighed in his heart but did not dare to say more.

Lionel, on the other hand, was seething with anger. He had been disgraced by Duncan before, and he had a strong dislike for him.

"I have just shown mercy. If I'd done my best, you wouldn't have withstood a single blow!"

Duncan said indifferently, still standing in the same place.

"You're courting death!"

Gilbert hadn't expected to be knocked back and to suffer internal injuries.

The chill in his eyes was now even more pronounced when he looked at Duncan.

"Is that so?"

Duncan looked at him but didn't stop. He instantly appeared in front of Gilbert and threw a fierce punch.

Thud!

Gilbert felt a jolt as if he had been hit by a big truck.

Before he could react, Duncan's second punch had fallen and struck him again on the chest.

This time, Gilbert could no longer support himself and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You ..."

Gilbert coughed heavily and looked at Duncan with horror on his face.

"Die!"

Duncan, however, showed no mercy as a third punch landed.

The power of this punch was even more terrifying than before. Gilbert didn't even have the strength to resist. It felt like a mountain was coming down on him, and finally crashed down on him as fast as a train running in full speed.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Gilbert didn't even have the chance to scream. His whole body exploded instantly as blood and flesh splattered out towards the surrounding area!

A Silver Class master had been killed by Duncan with just three punches!

Once again, there was dead silence!