Chapter 1201
When she saw Ryan’s ominous gaze, Lana realized that Ryan was not joking with her.
She was worried and uneasy when she looked at the man who appeared to be such a gentleman but gave off an aura of darkness and horror.
“Ryan, w-why do you want to kill me? I didn’t do anything to you. You—”
“An idiot like you doesn’t deserve to live in this world,” Ryan said coldly.
“…”
“Lana, remember what I asked you the other day? I asked you if you knew why you got to come back to Glendale alive. Well, I’ll tell you now. It was because of me.”
“W-What?” Shocked, Lana looked at the man who was speaking slowly. “It was you? How could it be you? You and Jeremy teamed up to catch me just to let me go again? Heh! Do you really think I would believe in such an absurd thing?!”
Lana was full of doubts. She did not believe that such a thing would happen. When she remembered that Ryan was a part of Interpol, she suddenly was not afraid anymore. Instead, she raised her hand and pushed the gun that Ryan was pointing at her forehead away. Her red lips were curved into a smile.
“Ryan, you don’t have to do this act to scare me anymore. I know you won’t kill me.” Lana looked confident. “You’re part of Interpol, a senior commander. You’re supposed to put the interest and safety of the people first in whatever you do. How can you kill—”
Psst.
The bullet passed through the muffler and made a slight sound upon penetrating Lana’s calf.
“Ah!” Lana felt a sharp pain and slumped to the ground. She looked back at the man who was shrouded in darkness in disbelief. “R-Ryan! You—”
“I really hate egoistic women like you.”
“…”
Ryan stepped forward and walked condescendingly to Lana. The color on her face had faded away.
He then spat out inhumane words indifferently. “If I didn’t think you’d be of use to me, you would have died with Yorick long ago.”
“…” Lana was pale as she grabbed onto her wound that was flowing with blood. She looked at the man with the gun pointed at her. She was trembling and in fear. “How dare you shoot me, Ryan?! Let me tell you, if you hurt me, it’s not just me you’re hurting. The Stygian Johnson Gang isn’t dissolved yet. The person behind my brother will never let you get away with this!”
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