Hitting on the hitman

Show off. (77)

The men in front of us' eyes widened as they began reaching for guns and stopping in their tracks.

"Gray, what's going on here?" One asked curiously his hand on his gun, Gray ran his hands through his hair.

"Oh, we're just having a nice little garden tea party, What do you think is going on idiot?" He growled and panic flooded to them.

"I won't lie I'm a bit rusty." Jonathon laughed. "But I have missed this" He laughed Stepping forward coming closer to the men as they all grabbed their guns aiming them at him, he put his hands up but continued walking closer to them anyway.

"Stop or we will shoot." The man in the middle shouted.

"I'm sure you will." Johnathon laughed taking one step closer before stopping, hands still in the air. He was only a foot away from the man in the middle now. Glaring him in the eyes.

The men behind started coming forward while the man in the middle kept his gun aimed at Jonathon.

In a blink, Jonathon snatched the man's gun flipping it around his finger and firing at the man. The man dropped and Johnathon caught him. Spinning him to the right as another bullet flew into the man protecting Jonathon before turning behind him and blocking the bullet again. He threw the man into a couple of men before shooting men to the right of him.

5 down.

6 down.

7 down.

8 down.

All of them dropped in seconds like flies.

9 down.

he shot again and nothing came out. Out of bullets, "Shit." He muttered under his breath before looking up at the men with a grin surrounding him now. They all shot and he ducked as they took out each other.

All 11 of them down. Jonathon bowed with a little blood splattered on his cheek.

"Well, that was surprisingly easy." He shrugged walking away from the pile of bodies he left laying on the floor.

I couldn't help the hanging jaw on my face. "Rusty my ass," I muttered gobsmacked looking back at Lucas who had a smirk on his face. "What just happened," I ask still in shock. He got them all down in the blink of an eye.

"Man I've missed you," Lucas shouts as they jump up at each other like little girls.

"Show off," Gray growls.

"Do you think they're all dead?" I mumble.

"You want to tickle them and see if any of them laugh?" Gray commented and I glared at him. "Don't you think it would be smarter to get your stuff before getting your mates? Because you won't be getting through this place without it."

Lucas leans against the wall crossing his arms. "Like we're going to take advice from you." He grumbled.

"Maybe Gray is right." I swallowed and Lucas' eyes quickly shot over to me, but I didn't dare look at them, I knew that must have stung.

"Did you just...Agree with me?"

"Oh god, I wish I could take-

"Nope! You said it! No take-backs." Gray chimed and Lucas shuffled uncomfortably before grabbing a couple of guns from the guys laying on the floor and throwing me one.

"No need, we can use these." Lucas pushed.

"Trust me mate-"

"I'm not your mate." Lucas snapped his muscles tense.