Chapter 338 I Don’t Want to Die
“What are you staring at?” The man caught Ernest’s gaze and shot him a glare.
Ernest didn’t look away.
Own
“I’m looking at trash
you still h
Fin
ch word landed like a needle. “I wrecked your entire operation on n
e nerve to be alive?”
went
man’s fac
then drained, veins throbbing at his temples.
Say that ag
“Can’t hea
done.”
est said lightly. “I said you’re useless. No wonder you never get anything
The
H
ast word landed, the man snapped.
rd, grabbed Ernest by the collar, and yanked him out of the guards’ grip.
ooting as he was dragged, his back slamming hard into the ground.
ed across his face, sharp in the night.
s bound and balance gone, Ernest hit the gravel. Jagged stones dug into his spin y forcing a sound out of him. He curled slightly. Behind his back, his fingers rying open the tracker’s casing. The small round chip slipped into his palm.
ed everything. Stones of similar size were scattered everywhere. No one would
cked him again, once in the side, once in the calf.
ed with the blows, fingers opening just enough for the chip to fall soundlessly into
lone, he closed his eye
man spat beside
re, face soak
hed and walked inside.
mouth dripping steadily. He looked half-
door and froze when he saw him.
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Chapter 338 I Don’t Want to Die
“Why do that to yourself?”
No one was watching him too closely. Chance hurried over and helped him up, his voice ti “What’s the point of provoking them?”
Ernest couldn’t answer. Blood filled his throat, every breath scraping like swallowing glass.
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rl named Maya
to underground rumors, from the as supposed to see.
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ted. After all that planning, finally finding someon ly to come up empty.
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ulled up
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Chapter 338 I Don’t Want to Die
Edric stood still, fingers tapping lightly against his sleeve without thinking.
They had come all this way to help a kid rescue someone. It sounded almost noble.
Edric didn’t like doing things without a return.
Right now, he
wo options: talk or kill.
From a ris
ciency standpoint, talking was better.
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