Chapter 800


    Chapter 800


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    Kent drove his car into the neighborhood and then took the elevator to his studio on the top


    floor.


    The elevator opened and he yed with his car key as he walked to the door to his studio. He


    suddenly stared at the position of his keyhole.


    The keyhole was the shape of a cross. It was fifteen degrees away from its original position when he


    left this morning.


    The first thought that came to his mind was that a thief had entered his home.


    He was about to take his phone out from his pants when the door to his studio suddenly opened and he


    instinctively stepped back.


    However, the person threw a rope toward him like asso, and it urately went around his neck, and


    the person pulled him into his studio.


    “Darn it!” Kent cursed, but everything was too fast, and his enemy was too good.


    The person dragged him into the studio. Kent hadn’t gotten ustomed to the darkness and couldn’t


    see anything.


    The person grabbed his hair and forced him to look up, and a processed voice rang. “Give me your


    phone!”


    Kent cursed in his mind and grabbed the concealed weapon he hid by his waist, and then stabbed


    where he heard the voicee from.


    “Argh!” The person screamed and let go


    of him.


    In that instant, Kent jumped up and flipped the light switch on the wall.


    The light was switched on, and his entire studio was bright as day!


    The man wanted to leave, but Kent jumped again and kicked him.


    The man wearing a ck suit and mask mmed into the door as he was kicked by Kent, losing his


    breath for a few seconds.


    He grabbed his throat which had been stabbed and red at Kent angrily.


    Kent bit his lips and loosened his fists before immediately throwing another punch, aiming where he


    stabbed him in the neck.


    “You…” The person was speechless. He was quite brutal.


    “Stop talking!” Kent kicked him at the back of his knees, and then grabbed his hair just like how he did


    just now. “I can’t even fight and you’re using all these parlor tricks on me? I know them too!”


    Several days ago, when he was looking for Sally, he knew that he was surrounded by danger but he


    couldn’t fight in a melee at all. That was why he began bringing concealed weapons with him.


    The small de wasced with anesthetic that he got from the ck market. Despite just a thinyer


    on the de, it was enough to make a grown man lose his strength in two seconds.


    Kent kept on throwing his punches until he was no longer moving. Then, he leisurely made at call.


    “Hello, police station, right? There’s a thief in my house, and he attacked me!”


    About ten minutester, the policemen from a nearby branch arrived on scene, surprised.


    “Who called the cops?”


    Kent, who just got out of the washroom wearing a casual outfit, sat on the sofa in a rxed manner and


    pointed at himself saying, “Me.”


    “Who’s the victim?!” The policeman was very unhappy with his attitude. He looked like the perpetrator!


    “Me!” Kent saidzily.


    “You? You look fine, but the guy on the floor…”


    Kent rolled his eyes. “He almost killed me, you know? What? I managed to turn the tables and


    suddenly I’m the bad guy?”


    The policeman was speechless. Did he not realize he looked like a rich kid that kept on stirring up


    trouble?


    “Seriously? You’re doubting my character?” Kent stood up and turned on the projector, ying a clip


    from the studio’s hidden security camera that came with night-vision capabilities.


    The security camera did its job well. Even when the light wasn’t switched on, it captured what


    happened perfectly.


    “See that?” Kent snorted at the policeman. “And here you’re framing me!”


    “Sorry about that.” The policeman’s attitude immediately changed and he pulled the man up.