BANG! 

The bullet dashed out the gun's barrel, aiming straight to Ainsley's forehead. 

However, instead of screaming or gasping, the baby simply watched the bullet coming to her head with a grin on her face. 

"Wow, a buwllet! So scawy, ah!" Ainsley pretended to be scared, but that smile on her face remained like that.

What's to be scared of? The bullet wouldn't touch me anyway. 

Indeed, the bullet didn't even come close to Ainsley's forehead and just went past her hair before striking the wall behind the baby. 

! 

Derek Family Head watched all of this with his mouth opened wide. He looked at the stray bullet and shifted his eyes to the handgun in his hand…

And then he gaped in shock. 

How is this possible? I can't even shoot a baby from such a close distance which was less than 5 meters? 

Even if my hands are trembling...there's no way I can't shoot, right? 

This…

The old man was stupefied. He looked at his handgun once more before firing at Ainsley for the second time. 

BANG! BANG! BANG! 

The old man gritted his teeth as he watched the bullets going after Ainsley. 

I refuse to believe I can't shoot her to death! There's no way– 

"Ah, ah, uwncle. You can't even shoot correctly…" Ainsley didn't need to dodge the bullets. The bullets dodged her. 

The baby kept walking toward the old man with a smile on her face. 

"Should Ain tweach you how to shoot?" Ainsley stopped right in front of the old man, just a meter away. 

The baby looked up, made a gun gesture with her fingers and laughed. 

"You know, you go pew pew pew!" 

At Ainsley's words, the old man suddenly staggered. His face paled as he fell to the floor on his butt. 

BRUGH! 

The gun was thrown out of his hand and fell on the floor lifelessly. 

"What...did...what...you...how…?!" 

Derek Family head pointed at Ainsley with a trembling finger. The old man's face was already so white that he looked as if he's about to die anytime soon. 

However, his personal butler didn't seem to care and just faithfully recorded all the events using his handphone. 

"Hehehe. How did I dodge the buwllet, uwncle?" Ainsley tilted her head. She could now look at the old man at the same eye level, not needing to look up anymore. 

"Impossible! This is impossible. There's no way none of the bullets can hit you. You– you used an ability! Yes! That must be it!" 

The old man looked as if he's going crazy. He blabbered in front of Ainsley while laughing madly. He guessed Ainsley's secret and thought that he's right. 

Oh, indeed, he is! 

"Hehehe." Ainsley just chuckled at the old man's words while shaking her head. 

"You're so smawt, ucnwle. But you're going to die soon...so I shall take over your territory." Ainsley peeked at the stacks of documents above the table and giggled. 

There are two ways to rob someone's territory. 

First, you massacre the whole family and occupy the territory. Second, you threaten the family head to transfer the territory ownership to you. 

That way, you can even get the businesses and properties belonging to the target. 

As for the target's family members and mafia members? They're usually killed if they already swore an oath to the previous family head. 

If they hadn't, they had to swear an oath to the new boss. Else, they die too. 

Ainsley obviously couldn't do the first strategy since she was tired of doing another massacre. She's going for the second option! 

"Uwncle, I need you to sign a document to move your ownership to mwe. Ywou can do that, right?" 

With just a single wink from Ainsley, the old man fell into a trance. 

He forgot that the one in front of him was literally the devil that everyone was afraid of. He hurriedly stood up and looked at Ainsley as If looking at his own precious son. 

"Yes, yes! Anything for you, my beloved!" 

The old man took the absolute stamp of his family and quickly wrote down the document to transfer his ownership to Ainsley. 

He even nullified his own son's authority as the one running for the family heir position. 

In just a few minutes, the document was finished and was stamped too. 

With this, Ainsley could easily control those under this family head. If they refused to follow, they would be going against the family head's last wish…

And they'd be traitors. No other families would receive them if they wanted to join another group. 

As for the loyal one that might go after Ainsley to avenge the dead family head? Ainsley would have long been gone from the place, anyway. 

Holding the piece of document in hand, Ainsley whistled happily as she looked at the old man. 

The old man was kneeling on the floor, just like a dog eager to fawn his master. 

"Gwood job. With twis, all your territories are mine…" 

Well, a lot of his territories belonged to the Sloan Family, anyway. 

"Your job is done. Now…" Ainsley made that gun hand gesture once more and tugged the corner of her lips. 

"Bang! Bye-bye!" 

In that instant, Ainsley turned around while lowering the old man's luck level to wood. 

Even before she left the room, the old man already clutched his chest and groaned. 

"Ah– ah!" 

He died from a heart attack. 

"Send the video to Metube after I'm gone. Get it?" Ainsley spoke to the butler as she leisurely went out of the office room. 

No one heard what's going on inside. No one even knew what happened. 

Ainsley came and went like a ghost. Like a grim reaper. 

It was a clean hit. 

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