Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 89 The Hunting Game (2)

Shortly thereafter, Josh Fudge's associates arrived with hundreds of shotguns. Shotguns boasted formidable firepower and remarkable accuracy. While their range was restricted, they were exceedingly deadly on close-range targets. Nowadays, firearms had become commercialized and standardized. As long as one had the relevant licenses and registration information, even individuals could purchase them.

People also used these guns for shooting competitions. If they wanted to indulge in some shooting fun, as long as they had a clean background and proper registration, they could play at dedicated shooting ranges. However, the prices were not very friendly.

Shotguns were the most suitable for this competition.

Trenton Salazar picked up a Type 09 18.4mm shotgun, opened it up, and smiled teasingly, "Mr. Fudge, quite a generous move. Even the cheapest of these shotguns cost three thousand dollars. Yet, you brought out hundreds of them in one go. I'm truly impressed."

Josh Fudge chuckled, holding another shotgun and loading it with seven tungsten alloy cartridges before firing ahead.

Boom!

A loud sound exploded in the sky above the grassland.

"Not even close," Josh Fudge said, putting away his gun and turning to Trenton Salazar. "My guns can't compare to Ironfist Holding Center."

Burl Cain shook his head, wondering if they really thought they could compete with Ironfist Holding Center.

Trenton Salazar raised an eyebrow and shook the shotgun in his hand. "So, what's the game plan?"

Everyone else listened attentively.

Josh Fudge held the microphone and glanced at the crowd. "In ancient times, the emperor would go hunting on horseback. But nowadays, it's too dangerous for us to ride horses. Instead, we can use our own sightseeing vehicles and venture into the woods to hunt. What do you all think?"

Someone raised an objection, "What about the animal carcasses? Are we supposed to carry them back? How will we know how much we've hunted if we don't bring them back?"

Josh Fudge waved his hand and said, "Indeed, the animal carcasses are too bulky to transport back. So, here's the plan: each person brings their own bodyguard, and after killing an animal, we'll just cut off its head and bring it back. Animal heads can be preserved as specimens."

Upon hearing this, Lela couldn't help but frown.

These people had no regard for life whatsoever.

Victor embraced Flora Harrison and grinned, "I agree."

It was only then that Lela cast a glance at Flora Harrison. Sensing someone's gaze, Flora Harrison reciprocated with a smile in Lela's direction.

Lela no longer displayed the coldness she had shown before. She nodded and smiled lightly.

In the next second, Sylvester grabbed her head and turned it back, looking a bit displeased. "Why are you smiling at her?"

This little thing is really drawing attention, not only attracting men but also women now.

Looks like he'll have to keep a close eye on her in the future.

Lela said, "...she's beautiful."

Sylvester sneered, "Hideous."

This little thing thinks she's beautiful?

Tsk!

Her standards are usually so high, but they've dropped today.

You've crossed the line, you wretched fellow!

"From now on, you're only allowed to smile at me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I might do," Sylvester said, coldly looking at Flora Harrison, his possessiveness strongly evident.

Caught off guard by his gaze, Flora Harrison turned her head.

Mr. Gomez's gaze... well, it's terrifying.

Mildred, who was listening behind them, broke out in a cold sweat.

It seems that when he made a silly face at Miss Lela earlier and made her laugh, the master was especially forgiving.

After Josh Fudge finished speaking, he looked at Sylvester and inquired, "How do you feel, Mr. Gomez?"

Sylvester played with Lela's delicate fingers, lazily raising his gaze at her words, exuding an aura of luxury and lethargy. "You guys have fun, I'll accompany my little darling."

He left, but what about the little darling?

Josh Fudge chuckled. "It seems Mr. Gomez really spoils Miss Lela. But Mr. Gomez, you don't have to worry. Each safari vehicle has a sturdy exterior that even fierce animals cannot break. Plus, there's enough space for female companions to join as well."

Before Sylvester could reply, a roar of a beast suddenly echoed from below the stands, deafening everyone and resounding through the sky.

Everyone turned their gaze towards the grasslands below the stands.