Chapter 925
Chapter 925
In fact, when the bullet was inserted into his shoulder, Harold was wondering where Crystal got the
gun.
Then he remembered that when they first met, he gave his gun to Crystal.
But now, she was holding the ck pistol tightly with extreme hatred in her eyes.
Perhaps it was because she was too nervous, or perhaps it was because she didn''t have much
experience.
The distance was so close that it could easily prate Harold''s belly or heart, but her hands were
shaking so much that when the gunnded on Harold''s shoulder de, the white cloth stained red.
Crystal had never experienced such a vivid and intense feeling of hatred before.
It was a revtion to her that this was what hatred truly felt like.
When this emotion surged within her, she genuinely wish he would die.
The corners of her finally healed lips were bitten through again.She gently licked the blood from the
corner of her lips and slowly raised her hand.
The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Harold''s heart.
It had been too long since she had spoken, and her voice was hoarse, but the amusement could still be
heard.
"Harold...go to hell."
Go to hell.
"Go and apany my child"
With a loud "bang" the ck Prince Duet M9 handgun fired a 9mm Parabellum round.
This lightweight pistol had significant stopping power.
The first bullet lodged closely into Harold White''s shoulder de, causing severe damage to the bone.
With another shot at this moment, Harold would be left lifeless and beyond recovery.
The man''s eyes were as cold as the most ferocious wolf in the jungle.
He covered the gun wound on his shoulder and dodged it before the gun rang.
In his opinion, Crystal''s movements were too slow.
As long as he wanted to hide, the gun in Crystal''s hand was just a toy.
In an instant, the man had closed the distance and effortlessly disarmed Crystal, easily removing the
gun from her hand with a "click."He kicked the gun away, causing it to collide with the wall and create a
loud noise.
However, he didn''t even spare a nce for it.
He dropped to one knee on the bed, firmly gripping Crystal''s chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.
Hisughter carried a hint of bloodlust as he asked, "You want to kill me?"
Crystal''s was in pain from being pinched, but this time, she did not cry again.Her eyes were full of
hatred.
"You deserve to die."
Harold licked his canine teeth and smiled.
"You don''t deserve to kill me’ The lingering heat of the bullet seemed to sear through her fragile flesh,
but Harold appeared unaffected, as if he couldn''t feel it at all.
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He approached Crystal, leaning over her with his gaze lowered, almost nose to nose.
"Who are you putting on this pitiful act for? Hmm?" he asked, his voice dripping with disdain.
Crystal was stunned for a moment, and then she suddenly smiled.
She raised her hand and slowly touched Harold''s cheek, murmuring, "It''s my fault...It''s really my fault"
"I shouldn''t have left the vige.I shouldn''t havee to City W to meet you.If that''s the case..."
Her voice was as light as a puff of smoke.The wind blew it away.
"I don''t have to worry about anything in my life" Harold paused.
At the moment when he stopped, Crystal took out a dagger from under the pillow.
In his early years, Harold did not like to use guns.He loved weapons, so he always carried dagger
around with him.
However, as time passed, he had changed.It had been a long time since the dagger had seen blood.
It was relegated to a forgotten corner, as if its owner had abandoned it.
Crystal used to findfort in resting her head on the dagger when she couldn''t sleep, as if it kept her
connected to the presence of Harold.
However, she never expected that the dagger would once again be stained with blood, and this time it
was her own blood it witnessed.