Chapter 166 Cruel Little Game

Gwendolyn pursed her lips and fixed her cold eyes on Maverick inside the cabin, but she remained silent.

Following her gaze, Charles looked into the cabin. His deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, and a wicked smile played at the corners of his mouth.

“Gwen, how about we play an interesting game?”

“What?”

Gwendolyn turned to look at him. When she saw his expression, her heart was filled with a sense of foreboding.

Without saying anything, Charles gently raised his hand.

His subordinates understood immediately and quickly approached the cabin.

Inside, Natasha was crying her heart out with deep regret.

“Mave, I don’t want to die here, and I certainly don’t want to go back to prison. Can you help me? I’m willing to cooperate and tell you everything I know. In return, I only ask for enough money for a comfortable life and assistance in leaving the country. I promise that once I’m gone, I’ll never return to Chanaea and trouble you again.”

Maverick fell silent for a moment before he spoke in a cold tone. “That depends on how much you know and whether it’s worth the money I’m paying.”

“All right. I’ll tell you everything you want to know!”

Natasha propped herself up with her hands, struggling to stand. As she straightened her body, a faint sound of wind reached her ears.

Following that, she felt a slight sting on the side of her neck. She instinctively reached out to touch the source of the sensation and discovered something foreign embedded in her skin.

Upon removing the object from her neck, she noticed that it was a syringe thinner than a pinky finger.

Natasha was baffled.

At the sight of the empty syringe in her hand, Maverick furrowed his brows and swiftly whipped his head around to look out the window. In that split second, he caught a glimpse of a swift figure flashing by.

“Nico.”

out, but there was

her pupils as a

have it easy, neither can you

a piercing scream and her teeth bared, she lunged toward Maverick at an astonishing

intent brimmed in her eyes, which emanated an

skillfully dodged to the side, making sure Natasha didn’t even

house descended

Natasha’s condition, Gwendolyn

“What did you do?”

they desire to see blood. If they can’t vent their aggression in time, their hearts will give out, and they will die. This drug has only been experimented on animals thus far. But Natasha, being a fugitive, will face a torturous experience once she is sent back to prison. Why not make use of her as an experiment subject instead, and

at

he was far more ruthless and vicious than she had ever

twisted soul. She couldn’t help wondering what exactly

longer the Charles I once

as he looked straight into her eyes, his blue pupils

into a faint smile, took out a revolver from the back of his waistband, swiftly loaded

turned serious. “What is the meaning

won’t last more than five minutes against this woman. I’ll give you choices. You can stand by and watch as she brutally tortures

loaded with just one bullet, to end the life of the woman inside. Or, you can take matters into your own hands and personally eliminate your disobedient pet, giving him

eyes widened as she stared at him incredulously.

chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light. “Inside that room, there’s only a fugitive and your servant. He’s just a little pet.

belongs to me, and you

the gun in his hand closer to Gwendolyn. “Of course. That’s why

as she observed the situation inside the room. Maverick was skillfully evading Natasha’s attacks, determined not to let her lay a finger

away by Charles’ people, leaving Maverick isolated and helpless. If the situation persisted, there would

frowned. “I

a move to rush into the cabin. Charles, with

fury. The next moment, she swung her hand back and slapped Charles

ground, facing her anger head-on with a smile still adorning his face. “Feel free to slap me if it brings you satisfaction, but I won’t allow you to enter. Those who have taken the 545 special drug go berserk and lose control. It’s too risky, and I cannot jeopardize your safety. Your only option is to use a gun to end

daggers at him. “I don’t know how

I personally taught you how to shoot back then. Come on, let me see if your shooting

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