Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 1045 Extra Story 26 Of Sweetness Between Bri And Mol The Result

His words brought smile to Edgar's face.

Edgar smiled at Brian and gave a small laugh as if it was a joke. Even after all these years, he still remembered the kindergarten incident. However, maintaining focus was key to the mission as they had come to rescue Molly and Mark. Brian acted almost perfectly and maintained a calm disposition, even though the people inside were his wife and son.

His proficiency and remarkable aptitude was the reason why he was capable of running the Grand Night Casino as well as managing the talented people who worked for him all on his own. He was trained and molded by the best to keep his nerves calm under high-stress situations. Without his level of training, no man on earth could pull off the incredible feats he could.

"Great!" Edgar scoffed, "I guess I'll have to take the lead since you're being so modest."

Red Goshawk, was close enough to overhear every word they exchanged between themselves. To him their conversation seemed casual, even though he could see the intensity both men carried in their eyes. The expression on their faces seemed competitive, however, it was friendlier than what it would have been had this been a real battlefield.

The members of the Falcon Commando hefted over some weaponry to Edgar. The munitions included a military tactical knife, a ten-shot .84 miniature pistol and a domestic-type .85 rifle. The guns were loaded with ammunition and ready to go. The competition rules were as stipulated: The contestants must fire all rounds from both guns and use the tactical knife to incapacitate the robber. The time limit for the mission was three minutes and thirty seconds. Neither contestants were supposed to know where or when the target boards would show up. It was a challenge designed to push the contestants beyond their limits.

At first, everybody thought that the rules were too difficult, but when they came to realize that the contestants were not ordinary human beings, they all became excited and engrossed in the competition.

Suffice it to say, Daniel was utterly exhilarated by the nature of the competition. He knew that his brother-in-law was one of the best in the business, but going up against one of the most indefectible legends in the army was not going to be a walk in the park or Brian. Both men were worthy masters of their craft.

"Sis, look at Brian! Even though he hasn't trained in a while, he's still got the moves. If he had practiced for the competition, it might have been a different story all together, right?"

Daniel leaned closer and whispered in Molly's ear, staring at the training field with awe in his eyes. He wondered if he could ask Brian to train his team someday.

Molly, however, was not interested in the competition. She didn't know much about combat until

she spent some time training under the Golden Flower's tutelage. But one thing was clear to her-XK Intelligence Agency was a place where the freaks operated and Bri was the leader of their organization. If Bri wanted to win this competition, Edgar wouldn't stand a chance against him.

As soon as the signal went off, Edgar held his breath and opened fire, spitting out bullets from his assault rifle. He managed to hit every single target without miss and each target board fell down one after the other.

As he ran out of bullets, he threw the rifle aside and produced the gun from his holster and kept shooting down target boards in rapid succession.

Like a killing machine, he moved smoothly with great precision, amazing everyone, including, Seahawk, who was standing beside the hostages, holding a stopwatch. Drawing the tactical knife from the holster on his hip with a flick of his fingers, he stabbed the robber right in the jugular.

"Three minutes and twenty-eight seconds!"

Seahawk announced Edgar's time, screaming at the top of his voice. Out of all the spectators, it was the other soldiers who couldn't believe what they had just witnessed with their own eyes. Driven by adrenaline, they broke into wild cheers, having momentarily forgotten the presence of their superiors.

Daniel clapped his hands in awe and asked his sister, "Sis, do you think Brian will win or lose?"

The people behind him curiously leaned closer to listen to what Daniel was saying, but they immediately drew their heads back as soon as he turned around and gave them a cold stare. Cathy was curious, too. And she quietly leaned closer to her in-law. "Your brother-in-law will lose," Molly said without hesitation, "By a second or two."

The specified time was three minutes and thirty seconds. Brian had a very small window of time to work it.

Daniel turned to look at Molly, shaking his head in disbelief and frowning at her.

Brian stood in his position waiting for the signal to go off while the audience bit their nails in anticipation. The people didn't care about who would win. They were there to bear witness to one of the greatest feats displayed by two worthy opponents. "Mommy, why will daddy lose?" Evelyn didn't want her father to lose even though she was quite fond of Edgar.

Charlie pulled Evelyn aside and whispered to her, "Because daddy will win the next game."

Evelyn was just a little girl who wasn't able to understand the intricacies of the competition as she looked at her brother with innocent eyes, puzzled and confused. "Three and a half minutes!"

Seahawk announced Brian's time. It took exactly three minutes and thirty seconds for Brian to complete the challenge. Just two seconds over Edgar's time.

Although Brian lost the challenge, the audiences cheered for him with the same spirit, nonetheless. They could hardly contain themselves, eagerly anticipation the next challenge.

Edgar looked at Brian with a smile and said, "Mr. Brian Long, it would be such a shame if you lost the next challenge!"

"I won't," Brian replied casually, casting a meaningful glance at Edgar. "I will do my best."

"Indeed. If you don't try your best, today's competition will have been for nothing."

Brian flashed a smile and then prepared himself for the next challenge.

"Captain," Seahawk marveled, "who exactly is this guy? He is amazing!"

Edgar looked at Seahawk's awe-struck face, glancing around at the fallen target boards and lowered his voice, "You want to know something funny? As a matter of fact, I lost on both rounds!"

"Huh? What do you mean, you lost on both round?" With his face stuck in an incredulous expression, Seahawk stammered, "The first match ended in a tie. And this one..." Confused, he scratched his head, "I don't understand what you're trying to say."

"At the first round, putting aside the time limit, when we arrived at the terminal, I was out of breath, but he was fine." Edgar nodded his head, partially convinced, and said, "And this time? You will see what I meant when you compare both of our target boards at the time of cleaning." Edgar left him to drown in confusion while he walked away to prepare for the next challenge.

Seahawk, however, couldn't move on unless he figured out what Edgar was saying so he checked and compared all the target boards. And that was when Edgar's words hit him. Edgar was two seconds faster than Brian, but all the bullet holes on his target boards were in different positions. That meant that in a real-life situation, most of his gunshots would only temporarily incapacitate his targets, instead of killing them.

While every bullet hole on Brian's target board was between the eyebrows. Considering the factors of precision within the specified time, all his targets would have been dead in a real-life situation. This drew astonished gasps from the audience. ¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶