The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 Grenades

“Stop them now?” Brooks‘ men hesitated. They hadn’t even had a strategy.

“All of you, stop them now! I bet they can’t handle so many people at the same time!” Brooks had lost interest in cautious schemes. The stakes were too high–if Maren got away, his life was as good as lost.

“Yes, sir!”

In a sudden surge, hundreds from the Angels of Death advanced.

From every conceivable angle, they unleashed a relentless barrage of bullets at Maren and Sawyer.

Gunfire filled the air, relentless and deafening.

Even people far down the street heard the chaos and fled in terror, covering their heads.

“Looks like they’re pulling out all the stops just to kill you. You must’ve really left an impression,” Sawyer teased Maren, his voice dripping with amusement.

“They asked for it.”

The Angels of Death had been warned–Maren made sure of that. Their stubborn push left no one else to blame. If time weren’t pressing, she might’ve already stormed their base and ended it for good.

Her rule was simple: she would eliminate anyone who tried to kill her.

Sawyer tried to lighten the mood. “It’s been ages since I’ve had a good fight. Think you can outshoot me?”

“Boring.” The moment the enemy’s gunfire began to fade, Maren made her move. She leaned out and fired off several clean shots without hesitation.

Each bullet landed exactly where she meant it to. One by one, members of the Angels of Death collapsed with every pull of the trigger.

Not wanting to be outdone, Sawyer stepped in and dropped a few more effortlessly.

As their opponents continued to advance and shoot wildly, Maren and Sawyer retreated tactically, returning fire

effectively.

The sound of their gunshots echoed in quick succession.

One after another, the Angels of Death fell.

“You’re all useless! Can’t any of you aim properly?” Brooks stood up, furiously yelling at the monitor.

He saw that Maren and Sawyer had only handguns, yet not one shot missed. Every bullet hit a head or heart, and their enemies dropped without delay.

Meanwhile, his troops were equipped with an arsenal including rifles and automatics. Yet, with all that

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firepower, they failed to land a single hit on Maren or Sawyer.

“They’re dodging like they’re part of a circus act! We can’t get a clear shot!” one of Brooks‘ men exclaimed, bewildered by their agility.

Around fifty meters away from Maren, they stood at a distance that made hitting a moving target no easy task.

Yet somehow, that challenge seemed one–sided. Maren and Sawyer struck with pinpoint accuracy, like the distance wasn’t even there.

“Every single one of you is useless! You never stop bragging about your skills, but when it actually matters, you miss everything! They’re hitting their marks. Why can’t you hit a single target?” Brooks scolded them.

His men lowered their heads, ashamed they couldn’t keep up. Their enemies fought with a level of skill they had never faced before.

“Kenny, can you handle this?” Disappointed with his current crew, Brooks reached out to Kenny.

Kenny, still hidden by the second–story window where he’d been waiting, answered calmly, “Give it a little more time. Let them come out farther.”

His sniper rifle was ready, designed for long–range engagement.

Given that Maren and Sawyer were limited to the range of their handguns, once they moved out of Kenny’s range, they would be vulnerable.

For a sniper, patience was crucial. The most effective shot was reserved for those who could wait the longest.

“Excellent. That’s reassuring.” Brooks finally allowed himself a moment of relief, comforted by Kenny’s poised readiness. Even so, he had no plans to lower his guard. “All of you, intensify the attack!”

“Yes!” the others roared, unleashing another furious wave of gunfire towards Maren and Sawyer.