Chapter 205 Who Could That Mad Lad Possibly Be?

Javier knew he was doomed the moment his eyes caught the outline of the muzzle.

He had managed to snipe a glance at his right previously and noticed a three-year-old toddler sitting parallel to him. In other words, even if Javier was perfectly capable of dodging the shot—which he was—someone would still end up dead. The pauper’s shot would be enough to kill the toddler.

Javier did not know who the kid was, but it did not matter. Right now, in a split second, he balked at any attempt to dodge. He would not be able to live with himself if a three-year-old died because he wanted to live.

He decided to change position and assumed another angle. From the perspective of a casual observer, it looked like he was shifting his weight very quickly. His final position was one that allowed his most vital spots to be shielded away from the attacker’s trajectory so that he would not be killed by one fatal shot.

The pauper, though, did not look deterred. In fact, it almost seemed like he’d be happ