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

laughter. He laughed so hard that

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

of hitmen, the Dark Night, and he had definitely killed more than he could count, yet he came up with the lamest excuse

said with disdain, “Fine, I’ll

“W-what?”

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

and his eyes showed a hint of

Andrius smiled, showing

onto the couch and

still in

him go? Was it because

thoughts flashing through his

of 36 ways of torturing Andrius, and 72 ways to make

it put a wicked grin on

around and said, “I’m

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