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It was better not to chase a desperate enemy, especially one who didn’t care about human life–it was incredibly dangerous. But Donny couldn’t let John get away.

The quick footsteps echoed down the emergency exit. John pushed the emergency door open, gritting his teeth against the sharp pain in his hand as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

As the call connected, John blurted out, “Hey, help me. I’ve been set up. Yeah, at the meetup club. What? How is this my fault? Who could’ve known that little punk-

“Don’t move! If you run again, I’ll shoot!” came a loud shout from behind, cutting off his call.

John instinctively gripped his phone, raised his arms, and slowly turned around. The moment he saw Donny, Donny was already right in front of him.

Bang! John was punched square on the nose and fell to the ground, pain shooting through him. Donny held him down and hammered punches into him.

They had been searched when they entered the club, so there was no way that Donny had brought in any guns. However, in his panic, John didn’t notice.

“Tell me! Was it you who sold my sister?” Donny growled, grabbing John by the collar, his eyes burning with dark fury.

“Dude, who are you talking about? I don’t even know her, John groaned, struggling to speak through the agony. But even if he knew her, he would never let her go alive.

“Nancy! My sister’s name is Nancy. Are you really going to say you don’t know her?” Each time Donny mentioned her name. it felt like his heart was bleeding.

But John’s expression remained blank. He had trafficked so many “goods” that the women had become like cheap cups on a shelf–impossible to remember.

Donny’s eyes turned red with rage, almost murderous. “Damn it! You even forgot her.”

His precious sister was ruined just like that, and to her killer, she wasn’t even worth mentioning. How could Donny not be filled with hatred?

a sudden roar erupted from the garage beside them.

it nearly impossible to see. Tires screeched as a

vaguely saw the barrel of a gun sticking out of the car window. But at that point, the bullet had already been fired. His body froze

him, using the force

joy as he quickly got up to wave at the car. “Im

The bullet struck him right between the eyes, freezing the smile on his face

slow down: it raced forward and hit him directly. With a deafening crash,

down, hiding in the shadows, her eyes fixed on the car. The car windows

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sensed the gun scanning for them, but thanks to a blind spot, they failed. Eventually, the car moved on,

the exit.

her earpiece, speaking calmly and clearly, “Someone

white

reception in the underground garage wasn’t great, and after some static, a voice responded. “Copy that. We’ve sent someone to pursue. Quinlyn,

John’s side. After confirming he was dead, she picked up

minutes ago. He had

club was shut down, and everyone was taken away by the local police. At John’s company, aside from the regular employees, all the underlings had

thoroughly cleaned up. The person who took them was usually a quiet security guard, but he was undocumented, and his identity was fake, Bennett murmured.

the company building, he couldn’t resist lighting up a cigarette and taking a deep drag. John was dead, but there was still a bigger fish lurking behind it

is safe, and those victims

Bennett nodded. Then he heard a commotion behind him. He turned around and saw a crowd of employees. gathered at the company entrance, not

with us?

company has problems and just shutting down, throwing us out? Who are we supposed to talk to?

employees

them, but Bennett held him back and said, “If you go, you might end up

in the afternoon and editing a few photos–is that really fair? Their money