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Chapter 311 I’m Fine with 95 Dollars

Saul watched Javier approach him with the submachine gun in his hands and trembled despite himself. “W-What the hell are you trying to do?”

Javier smiled. “Relax. I’m not gonna kill you! Besides, aren’t you pretty unbreakable according to your own admission? Stay strong!”

He pulled the middle section of the trigger, disengaging the trigger safety, and aimed at Saul’s knees. He turned to Gran Turismo Racer, who had his phone at the ready, and shouted, “You got the angle right? The angle needs to be good, man. Gotta make Saul a household name in the underworld!”

GT Racer raised his thumb. “Nailed the perfect angle, boss! He’s gonna look so cool! I even made sure he’s the only character in our short film!”

Saul knew exactly what he meant: Javier was not going to show up in the video. It would just be him, and they were going to broadcast it.

How insane were these people? A gory, graphic video like this—one that involved firearms—going online would attract all kinds of attention, incl
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