No Chance of Entering Hell, Advancing to Holy Magus

The injured bystanders' ability to move had been greatly reduced, but they still stubbornly carried out the order, crawling to block Aaron's path.

"Tsk!" Aaron clicked his tongue. "Sorry, truly sorry.

I know this isn't your choice, but this is the fastest way."

With that, Aaron gave the pale-faced Kilgrave a faint smile and stepped over the bystanders' bodies as he approached him, regardless of age or gender.

Gulp!

Kilgrave swallowed hard, once again feeling the terror of being dominated by Aaron several months ago.

His body involuntarily backed away as he kept shouting, "Stop!" hoping his ability could turn the tide at the critical moment.

The closer he was, the greater the chance of taking control.

But as Aaron stepped over the last person, hope turned into despair.

"You didn't arrange any gunmen this time. Didn't have time to prepare them?" Aaron asked blandly.

"There wasn't enough time. I thought the police stationed in the hall could kill you." Kilgrave said nervously. Even if they couldn't stop them, the people here could buy him time to get onto the yacht.

"Sorry to disappoint you." Aaron picked up Snake Eater from the ground. "You said you were going to shoot me thirty times, didn't you?"

"Uh..." Kilgrave wore a miserable expression. "Would you believe me if I said I was joking?"

"What do you think?" Aaron put away Xuguang and fiddled with Snake Eater's magazine, revealing the six bullets inside. "I'm actually a fairly merciful person.

Forget thirty shots. I'll only fire six. The last bullet will hit you between the eyebrows, but you can choose where the first five hit your body."

Perhaps because death was at hand, Kilgrave found the courage to speak up. "How about the heart?"

"Not a good choice." Aaron said half-jokingly, then aimed the