Chapter 97

“Y-You…A-Andrius Moonshade, y-you can’t kill me!”

The strong suffocation tightened Randal’s jaw muscles to the point that he could not even speak a proper sentence.

He was just a Trust Fund Kid, a playboy. He was but an empty vessel.

When he faced death, he was no different from other normal human beings. In fact, he was more horrified and looked even more wretched than others.

Everyone was equal in front of death.

“Oh?” Andrius looked at Randal and asked, “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you.”

Then, he started to tighten his grip on Randal’s neck.

Randal felt his hold tightening and was more terrified than ever. Not only did he wet his pants, but he sh*t his pants as well.

As he struggled between life and death, he came up with a

reason.

illegal to

with laughter. He laughed so hard

people at the border than Randal had seen in his entire life, and Randal was telling him that

of that, Randal had his own gang of hitmen, the Dark Night, and he had definitely killed more than he could count, yet he came up

disdain, “Fine, I’ll

“W-what?”

a lame reason. He came up with the reason because he panicked and did not know what else to say, yet Andrius accepted

eyes showed a hint

smiled, showing

tossed Randal onto

still

go? Was it because he was afraid of

thoughts flashing through his mind, and his gaze

afraid of breaking the law but not Randal. He had already thought of 36 ways of torturing Andrius, and 72 ways to make Andrius wish he was dead. He wanted to make Andrius regret coming into this

him, and it put a wicked grin

was already at the door, turned around and said,

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