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.

to

laughed so hard

the border than Randal had seen in his entire life, and

of that, Randal had his own gang of hitmen, the Dark Night, and he had definitely killed more

disdain, “Fine, I’ll take

“W-what?”

such a lame reason. He came up with the reason because he panicked

and his eyes showed a

showing off

he tossed Randal onto the couch

still in

simply let him go? Was it because he was afraid of breaking the

through his mind, and his

Andrius, and 72 ways to make Andrius wish he was dead. He wanted to make

thought delighted him, and it put a wicked

Andrius, who was already at the door, turned around and said, “I’m not killing you, but you still have to

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