แชร์

Dine and wine with the devil

QWEN

“You traitor!”

I had my gun placed to Lucio’s head, but a tall, handsome man standing behind me kicked off the gun and pushed me off Lucio’s side.

“What happened here?” Lucio posed with raised eyebrows.

“You set me up!” I sneered.

Lucio scuffed.

“Why would I?” he posed, looking around the warehouse as though he was startled with the corpses littered in the warehouse, and the bullet holes on the walls.

I picked my guns on the floor where it fell after it was kicked off my hand by the tall man standing behind Lucio.

“Who are these guys?” I posed, bending to slip my gun into my pant.

“Frankly speaking, I have never set my eyes on these men you killed here.” Lucio said with a sort of confusion in his eyes.

There were about six corpses of men that came fully armed, lying around in the warehouse. I had shot them and dug my bullets in vital parts of their body, such that they were not spare a chance to blink before their lives evaporated from them, and their body went cold.

That was how
บทที่ถูกล็อก
อ่านต่อเรื่องนี้บน Application

บทที่เกี่ยวข้อง

บทล่าสุด

DMCA.com Protection Status