Takes a deep breath.
Gradually, Flossie Wright suppresses the anger burning in her chest.
Her mood slowly calms down.
But she is unable to respond to Glenn Hutchinson's words.
Pausing for a moment, Flossie Wright slightly pushes forward with her right hand gripping the sniper gun, propelling the gun forward. At the same time, she lifts the brim of her cap with her left hand, revealing a pair of dark, narrow eyes, with a glint of coldness in her gaze.
In the next moment, she holds the gun with both hands and pulls the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang—"
The bullet hits a stone right in front of Glenn Hutchinson's feet.
Instantly, the stone shatters into pieces, with stone fragments splashing up, striking Glenn Hutchinson harshly, despite the fabric layer of his clothes still feeling the intense impact at such speed.
"The March deadline hasn't come yet," a cold voice echoes, as Flossie Wright already slings the sniper gun over her shoulder, "Goodbye."
