Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 87 - 87 87 Two Shots

87: Chapter 87: Two Shots 87: Chapter 87: Two Shots Otis Quinn’s mistress had finished washing the dishes and made tea for Uncle Woo and Otis before finally entering the master bedroom.

She then lay down on the bed and began to read a book.

At that moment, Yusuf Zuck finally made his move.

He deliberately made noise as he ascended the stairs and knocked on the door of room 503.

“Bang, bang, bang~” As the three knocks sounded like the striking of a bell, both Otis Quinn and Uncle Woo stood up at once, and even Otis’s mistress immediately got out of bed and stood by the door inside the bedroom, listening intently.

Uncle Woo made a gesture to Otis Quinn and then stealthily hid behind the curtains in the living room.

“Who is it?” Otis Quinn called out to the outside.

Yusuf Zuck did not reply to Otis Quinn’s question but instead placed his palm over the peephole of the security door.

When Otis Quinn peered through the peephole, he too saw nothing but darkness.

Otis Quinn took a deep breath.

Uncle Woo had told him that, no matter who was at the door or how many there were, Uncle Woo was confident he could capture the visitor.

Calm for just a second or two, he then opened the security door.

“Huh~” As the door swung open, Otis Quinn also took two steps back and quickly drew the suppressed handgun, aiming it at the doorway.

Indeed, Otis Quinn actually had a firearm, a gun hidden on his person.

However, a strange scene unfolded because no one rushed in, that man named Yusuf Zuck didn’t enter.

“Who’s there?” Otis Quinn frowned, took a couple of steps forward to look around the doorway, and also peered down the hallway.

But…

there was no one there.

“Damn, did I run into a ghost?” Otis Quinn cursed as he closed the security door firmly, leaned against it to catch his breath, and peered through the peephole once more.

This time he could see, but there was still no one outside the door.

“Uncle Woo, someone knocked on the door, but there’s no one there,” Otis Quinn immediately walked into the living room and said in a grave tone.

Hiding behind the curtain, Uncle Woo also walked out with a frown and sneered, “He must have been here, trying to scare us, playing psychological games?”

“Did he discover you were here?” Otis Quinn asked, puzzled.

“No,” Uncle Woo shook his head, “We wait.”

“Creak~” Just then, all of a sudden, the master bedroom door was pushed open, and Otis’s mistress, who had been hiding behind the door listening, was greatly startled!

“What are you doing?” Both Otis Quinn and Uncle Woo were shocked, but when they saw the frightened and bewildered woman as the door opened, Otis Quinn still barked angrily.

“I…” Just as Otis Quinn’s mistress began to explain that she had not opened the door, Uncle Woo coldly ordered, “Close the door and get back.”

Scared, Otis Quinn’s mistress immediately shut the door and scampered back to the bed, her eyes darting around and her face becoming increasingly pale.

It wasn’t her who had opened the door, but how did it open by itself?

“Could it be a ghost?” The more Otis Quinn’s mistress thought, the paler she got, and her whole body began to shake.

While she was lost in her frantic thoughts, a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere, quickly covering her mouth, and another encircled her neck.

Then, her headscarf was instantaneously pulled over her head, and she could no longer see anything.

“Don’t make a sound, or I’ll throw you out the window,” the voice of Yusuf Zuck whispered in her ear.

“Chatter, chatter, chatter…” Otis Quinn’s mistress’s teeth began to clatter, a wave of urgency came over her, and suddenly, with a swoosh, she wet herself in fear, soaking her pants and the bed.

Yusuf Zuck was disgusted.

What kind of mental toughness was this?

Was this really the mistress of a gangster?

Too cowardly, wasn’t she?

“Do as I say, and I won’t kill you.

But if you disobey, I’ll throw you right out of the fifth floor.

Don’t even think about whether I’d dare to do it,” Yusuf Zuck continued to drag Otis Quinn’s mistress out of bed and moved closer to the doorway, then added, “Call Otis Quinn in here.”

He slowly let go of the mistress’s mouth but kept a firm grip on her neck as if he might strangle her at any moment.

Trembling, she opened her mouth, her voice tearful, “Otis…

Otis, come here a moment.”

“Fuck, what now?” Otis Quinn cursed angrily, casting an apologetic glance at Uncle after which he strode toward the master bedroom.

“Whoosh~” As he pushed the door open, he immediately saw his chick with a pillowcase over her head, but she was quivering all over, her pajama bottoms wet through with a large patch, and water dripping incessantly down her legs.

“What the hell are you doing?” Otis Quinn glared, his eyes popping out.

Playing some mask game in the middle of the night?

Want me to lift your veil or something?

“Bang~” Just as Otis Quinn was facing away from the door, berating his chick for playing whatever game, the door behind him slammed shut, and at the same time, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, followed by an instant loss of consciousness.

Indeed, it took only a hand chop from Yusuf Zuck, and Otis Quinn passed out amidst the shock.

Naturally, Yusuf Zuck didn’t let him fall to the ground, instead catching Otis Quinn in a swift motion, swiftly drawing the gun from Otis Quinn’s waist, and laying him down on the floor.

“Good girl, sit on the bed and don’t move, don’t make a sound, and don’t you dare lift the cover on your head,” Yusuf Zuck said, now that his three minutes of invisibility had passed, revealing his form.

Meanwhile, his telekinetic sense was keeping an eye on Uncle in the living room, who was also frowning as he looked towards the master bedroom.

He felt something, but he wasn’t quite sure.

About several seconds later, the door to the master bedroom opened again, but Otis Quinn didn’t come out, it was just the door opening, and from his angle Uncle couldn’t see inside the room.

“Otis Quinn, what’s going on?” Uncle asked coldly.

“Nothing much…” A voice rang out behind his head, and at the same time an icy gun barrel pressed against his forehead.

“Buzz~” Uncle tensed up in an instant, his hairs standing on end, and he also had the eerie feeling of encountering a ghost.

When had the enemy gotten behind him?

How had he not noticed?

“Don’t turn around.”

“Whoosh~” Likewise, a pillowcase was pulled over his head.

Yusuf Zuck didn’t want anyone to discover his ability to become invisible, so he covered the other person’s head with a pillowcase, making sure they had no idea he was invisible at the time.

“I see you want to move?” Yusuf Zuck’s voice sounded again, the gun barrel slowly moving down to press into the gap at his shoulder joint.

“Pfft~” Without any warning, he decisively fired a shot.

A spurt of blood and flesh from Uncle’s shoulder burst out and splattered against the wall with the bullet.

“Ah~” Uncle instantly fell forward, and finally managed to turn around and kick out.

However, with his head covered, he was kicking out based on instinct alone.

“Whoosh~” Yusuf Zuck was faster, as Uncle fell to the ground and kicked out, Yusuf Zuck swiftly moved to the side of Uncle, slapped his face hard with one hand, pressing the pillowcase firmly in place, and pinned Uncle’s head to the ground with the gun barrel against his forehead.

“I give up!” Uncle quickly surrendered, realizing he couldn’t fight back with the pain from the gunshot wound and facing an obviously skilled opponent whose speed was too fast.

He hadn’t even caught a glimpse of his attacker’s face.

The fact that his face had been covered made it clear the attacker didn’t want him to see what he looked like.

“Is it not that Yusuf Zuck?

Could there be another?” Uncle shuddered, because all signs pointed to Yusuf Zuck being extremely skillful and strong—a kind of person who typically belongs to an internal martial arts sect and definitely has a significant background.

Yusuf Zuck’s hand kept pressing on Uncle’s head, pressing down hard, immobilizing him, while at the same time, his gun barrel continued moving slowly downward!

Uncle’s heart raced up to his throat.

The gun barrel came to rest in the joint of his other shoulder.

“Pfft~” He fired decisively, showing no hesitation, utterly ruthless.

“Mm~ Mm~” Uncle became frightened, his whole body trembling with fear.

“It was eight hundred thousand before, now it’s up to a million.

Bring it to the front desk of Ferreni Hotel within a day.

You can choose not to bring it, but next time I won’t look for you, Uncle, I’ll go looking for your brother Dao!” Yusuf Zuck called out Uncle’s name.

When Uncle heard his own name mentioned, knowing that his opponent had clear knowledge of their backgrounds, he was completely terrified.

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PS: Sorry for the late update, I thought I had set a timer, but I just realized I didn’t after a reader reminded me.

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