Chapter 2019



Yvonne heard it clearly, but her brain and body seemed disconnected, unable to react at all.

"Go on." Christopher urged, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Yvonne stood up stiffly, trembling slightly. The dress she wore was drenched in sweat.

She was still alive, but it felt as if she had died over and over again.

She walked to Oscar, and those few steps seemed to take up half a lifetime.

Oscar's hands were bound. He pressed his head against the ground as support to straighten his back, kneeling wobbly before her.

From the moment he was caught, Oscar knew he could not survive. But he was unwilling to die like worthless trash. He wanted to die with pride.

Taylor walked up and held Yvonne's cold hands, forcing her to grip the gun.

Oscar, with his face full of blood, smiled gently at Yvonne as if he were comforting her.

Yvonne closed her teary eyes. This basement was an execution ground for her heart.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted. Oscar's left eye was bloody, leaving only his right eye. Others might not notice it, but the way she saw it, his right eye seemed to blink rhythmically.

Yvonne's mind flashed with a thought, and she reacted immediately.

The Morse code!

Her fingertips trembled by her side, tapping along with Oscar's blinks, remembering the last words he could not say out loud.

"Yvonne, do it. Don't make Mr. Christopher unhappy." Taylor stared at her with a complicated gaze.

hand, pointing the gun

almost in tears, but she could not pull

moment, she

as everyone's focus was gathered on Yvonne, Oscar, kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up and fiercely knocked Yvonne aside with all

staggered as she fell backward, but Taylor reacted quickly and

asshole! Go to

at Christopher with his blood-soaked eyes. He pounced on Christopher like an enraged lion, with a speed that all of the subordinates could not

training. They should not have been so slow to react, including

they let their

expect someone who was tortured to a half-dead state would suddenly have a powerful burst

in time as well. The glass in

second, he let

as he fiercely bit

not knowing what to

burned with anger and roared, picking up the gun, aiming it at Oscar, and firing three shots

anymore, tears streaming

entire basement was enveloped

top of Christopher, Oscar finally

in sweat. He ran to Christopher. "Mr. Christopher!

a bloody mess, and he was missing a chunk of flesh on the tip,

Call the

with a twisted face, "Chop

his severe injuries, Christopher

to get rid of

first. I want to speak to you." Yvonne stared at Oscar's peaceful

looked, Taylor felt torn and ordered the others to

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