Chapter 434 Strategy

• Nathan’s playful scowl deepened. In less than five seconds, he emptied the magazine—every bullet striking the same spot on the target, flawless precision.
• Anyone with experience at the range could tell skill from the sound alone. After Nathan’s display, the nearby shooters couldn’t help but stare. Even the coach approached, astonished.
• Before the coach could speak, Nathan cut him off, shrugging off the extra gear and wrapping an arm around Natalia’s waist. “Move aside. My wife’s not happy.”