Chapter 117 A Fatal Blow
Phillip immediately pulled Peyton into the woods. There was a treehouse here, which Rene had taken
her to a few days ago.
Phillip swept away the fallen leaves and entered the underground secret base with Peyton.
The underground was pitch black. Phillip lit the oil lamp, and the gentle light instantly illuminated the
entire base. Peyton was shocked when he saw what was stored inside.
âAre these all yours?â Peyton pointed at the guns and weapons hanging on the wall.
Phillip responded with a low voice. He didnât offer much explanation, but instead picked up a small,
delicate hand and placed it in Peytonâs hand.
âOnly the strong can grasp the truth. No matter what may happen in the future, you will need weapons
to defend yourself.â
Peyton touched the heavy gun, feeling a bit nervous. She swallowed and asked, âDid you give it to
me?â
Phillip looked at Peyton earnestly and then said coldly, âIf you canât escape, I hope it saves you.â
He aimed the gun at his chest and said, âRemember this position. Pull the trigger and itâs a fatal shot.â
Phillip actually knew that Peyton would be awakened by nightmares every night. His silence did not
mean that he didnât care about anything.
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âIf you didnât want to have nightmares, all you had to do was cut off the root of the nightmares.â
Peyton nodded nervously.
âCome, Iâll teach you how to use it,â said Phillip, despite being injured, it didnât affect his movements.
Phillip disassembled the firearm and then said, âBefore using a gun, you have to familiarize yourself
with it so as not to accidentally harm yourself.â
âI understood.â
Peyton did not refuse Phillip because she did not know what troubles she would encounter in the
future.
Her current physical condition was too weak, so it was good for her to have a means to protect herself.
In no time, Peyton learned how to disassemble and assemble firearms. Phillip was very shocked.
âYou did a great job. Now letâs start the practical training.â
Phillip brought Peyton to the shooting range and said, âDo you see that red bullseye? Aim at it and then
pull the trigger.â
Peyton held a firearm for the first time. Perhaps due to her excitement and fear, her arms couldnât help
but tremble.
Peyton suddenly felt the warmth of Phillipâs chest. Phillip embraced her from behind, holding her hand,
and then said, âDonât be afraid. Aim at the target, and then shoot. Like thisâ¦â
A loud noise.
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The piercing sound of gunshots reached Peytonâs ears, as if it was going to rupture her eardrums. It
was the first time she had heard such a shocking sound up close, to the point that her heart almost
stopped beating.
Peyton stood still, her body trembling unconsciously.
âThatâs it. Do you remember?â Peyton felt Phillipâs warm breath against her ear and then snapped back
to reality.
Peyton realized that Phillip had almost held her in his arms, with even the palm of his hand pressed
against the back of her hand.
Peyton instinctively wanted to move away, but Phillip acted first.
Før a moment, Phillip stepped back, keeping his distance from Peyton. He muttered, âTry again.
Remember, donât panic. Keep your hands steady, and make sure to aim for the bullseye. If youâre going
to use a gun against this person, then donât be afraid. Itâs either him or you, so you must be ruthless!
Being softâhearted will lead to failure.â
Phillip got straight to the point. Indeed, Peytonâs life has been so unsuccessful so far, and it is directly
related to her sensitivity. She is truly too weak.
Whether it was Helena or Nolan, even the passing cat could bully Peyton.
When Peyton realized this, her gaze became increasingly determined, and then she raised her arm
again.