The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, the person on the lookout stopped him, but stepped out of the way upon realizing it was John. He parked his car in the yard, where a few of his underlings approached him. Humming, John asked, “Did he confess?”

One of the men gave him a nod. “He did, but what he told us wasn’t of importance.”

Regardless, John headed into the warehouse. Although huge, the warehouse was left unused for a long time, so it was filled with dust and a moldy smell.

There was a piece of board on the ground in the warehouse, on which lay a man. His jacket was removed, which revealed both the T-shirt he wore underneath as well as his tattooed arms. At this time, his left elbow was bandaged up.

When John approached the man, he squinted at John, as he was never asleep to begin with. Resigned to accepting his circumstances, he kept a straight face upon seeing John, but his complexion was pale when he spoke. “I already told you everything I know without concealing anything.”

John crouched down to stare at him with a mocking grin. “Weren’t you quite persistent in the beginning?” Because of how close they were, John could take in all of the minute changes in the man’s expression, so John could determine that he wasn’t lying.

The man pleaded with him. “I don’t know much about the scheme, but I figured I should at least put on some resistance since I am part of a gang, and I do have a reputation to uphold. Besides, I never expected you to be able to do me any harm. I’m telling you the truth; I don’t know much, and now that I’ve told you everything I know, please release me. I think the injury on my arm is quite serious, so I have to go to a hospital.”

been reprimanded for picking fights, as well as having been detained. Without solid contribution to the

expect me to release you without first providing us with something more useful.” Having said that, John pressed his hand on the man’s injured arm, which elicited from the latter an anguished groan. Judging from

to know

confess. John stood up after some time, and with his hands in his pockets, he glanced

he turned to leave the warehouse. The two men guarding the entrance approached him as soon as he came out. “Sir, what should we do

than that, he also inquired

a fractured bone and some minor bruises. Although they administered some first-aid on it last night, they checked on the injury again in the morning, only to see that his

when he can no longer bear the pain.” With that, he left the scene while fishing for his cigarette case. In fact, the

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