Chapter 374: I Want His Heart

Knowing that she was in a hurry, Kelvin pressed down on her restless shoulders, his warm hands holding her clenched and delicate fists.

“Cheyenne, I know you’re anxious. Let’s assess the situation first.”

Her mind was filled with thoughts of how to rescue Jonathan.

Jonathan had witnessed the deaths of the six people in front of him, but he still stood in the middle of the stage, expressionless.

Although he was disheveled, he kept his back straight. His gaze was cold, waiting for the judgment that the executioner would impose on him. His indifferent posture seemed as if he were not the one about to die.

On this stage, they had witnessed many “tough guys,” but when the knife was really placed at their necks, even tough guys could turn into the weak.

The executioner in black with a mask continued speaking, “This person attempted to investigate TWILIGHT’s Misty Forest, which is a heinous crime.”

As the words fell, the audience below the stage became even more uproarious.

Everyone knew that Misty Forest was a distinctive “product” of TWILIGHT, and if its secrets were exposed, TWILIGHT would suffer a significant loss and might even attract catastrophic consequences. They clamored in various ways:

“Burn him alive!”

“Tie him to a cross; he betrayed the true Lord, nail him with spikes into his body!”

“Quarter him!”

were suggested, and the waves of voices

his wrist.

She was suddenly stunned.

seemed to have seen it

she remembered she saw it in the

the bead at the scene, and it was the same bead that Eddie encountered during the

connection existed between Soar Casino

time was a young man. However, the voice from the stage sounded like someone

tattoo, was a

by the sword will die by the sword. Since this old man is a medical practitioner, why don’t we use this surgical knife as the instrument of

one with a narrow and long design, usually used

fixed on the knife pressed against Mr. Owen’s chest. The pure silver alloy blade was sharp enough to easily cut through bones, let alone the softer flesh

of the judge echoed through the hall, questioning him, “Tell me, where did you

ahead and kill

here for several days without proper food or rest had taken its

become slower, as increased breathing

had given her. Jonathan had heard

TWILIGHT. Cheyenne felt deep guilt once again. First, it was Eddie, and now it was

white coat, creating

of the blade was just slightly away from the back of the heart, not immediately dangerous to the heart itself but

required was a slight deviation of the surgical knife to the left, even just one centimeter, and he

hung in the balance of

managed

I’ll ask you the

struggled to open his eyes and let out a soft grunt, “Do as you please, I’ll be damned if I beg for

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