Chapter 1842

Moss let out a quiet snort and then slowly rose.

He gently covered Melon with the blanket, careful not to wake him.

Melon didnt stir, lost in the embrace of sleep.

A glint of metal caught Moss eye-a dagger, lying within easy reach.

He picked it up, its weight familiar in his hand.

His expression hardened as he looked from the blade to the sleeping Melon.

For a long moment, he stood motionless, lost in thought.

Then, with deliberate slowness, Moss raised the dagger, aiming it at Melon.

In the dead of night, Melon was jolted awake by the potent smell of blood.

days gunfight flashed through his mind, causing him to sit up abruptly in bed, gasping for air. Instinctively, Melon reached out for Moss beside

into the darkness, Moss! At that moment, a clicking sound filled the room, and the

he heard Moss annoyed voice, saying, Why are you shouting? Relieved to

spotted Moss sitting in a chair, shirtless, removing the bandages

was extracting a bullet from his

flowed freely, and his forehead

lip, refusing

if he

real, Melon grabbed some tissues from the table and

Thank goodness, youre alive.

might

you standing so close? Step back,

a knife? Melon was standing dangerously close as if he had no fear of the knife potentially harming

Moss stern rebuke, Melon stumbled backward a couple of

you sweating a lot and just

Melon said this, his expression turned to

eyes turned red

was

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