Chapter 887:

“Harlee, I’m truly sorry. I had no idea…” His voice faltered as he lowered his head, mimicking sorrow with a guilt-stricken face. Tears even trickled down his cheeks, feigning deep regret.

He then looked up at Harlee, filled with sorrow.

“Had I known, I would never have gotten involved with Lucretia. Please, you must believe me. My intentions were only to capture your attention. I never intended harm.” However, his tears did nothing to sway Harlee.

“Spare me your waterworks. They’re repulsive.” Before coming here, Harlee had assumed Hale would attempt to justify his actions or at least accept some blame while denying the rest. She had not foreseen him deflecting all responsibility onto others. Reflecting on the past, she regretted her decision to release this malevolent soul in favor of immediate benefits.

With unwavering resolve, Harlee gripped her gun tightly and unleashed two precise shots at Hale’s eyes.

“Ah! My eyes!” Hale’s anguished screams echoed through the stark walls of the cell, each one more painful than the last.

With a relaxed stretch, Harlee methodically aimed at his thighs, calves, and stomach.

“This bullet is for the innocent lives you shattered. This is for the anti-drug crusaders.

And this is for…”

methodically discharged over twenty rounds, skillfully avoiding vital

the cold floor, his senses dulled by

this point, would have been a

amidst his torment, he still tried to muster the strength to declare his love

of stories:

marked by countless sins, yet his affection for her remained his most sincere

he had done was in pursuit

he lay there, his gaze fixed on the dull ceiling light, he seemed lost in

in his eyes waned and

glance, Harlee secured her gun and strode out

a swift

really got

the final blow came, Harlee had already

Hale’s side, squatting down, and whispered, “When Harlee released you back then, she claimed that with your

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