Chapter 241


    Chapter 241 Does It Smell Good


    Josiah was for real.


    A winding trail of blood suddenly appeared on the drunkard’s neck.


    Remi, hiding in the corner, turned pale with fright. “My God! There’s blood!”


    Lysanne and a few waiters quickly rushed over.


    “Josiah, calm down. Someone could get hurt!”


    The waiters were also scared out of their wits. The men desperately tried to rescue the drunkard from


    Josiah’s grasp, while the girls had already run out to call the manager.


    “Murder! Murder!” The drunkard woke up at this time, screaming in pain while struggling.


    Lysanne tried to unclench Josiah’s fist, but he forcefully shook her off. “Get lost!”


    “Josiah…” Lysanne fell to the ground. “Josiah!”


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    Josiah seemed to have gone mad. He casually threw the broken wine bottle to one side, grabbed the


    drunkard by the cor, and hoisted him up from the ground into mid–air, dragging him toward the


    window.


    The drunkard could no longer struggle. He could only keep begging Josiah, “Please, I was wrong.


    Please,


    stop. Ahh!”


    The window was pushed open, and the drunkard was forced to lean out of the window.


    Outside was ake.


    Although not very deep, the water had already be bone–chillingly cold. Falling in wouldn’t kill him,


    but he couldn’t escape the torment of being alive.


    Josiah’s hand loosened slightly, and the drunkard slid down half a meter, his hair almost touching the


    water surface. His hands were swinging wildly in the air as if trying to grasp something.


    Seeing his head already submerged in water, the drunkard got so scared that his nose started to run


    and his eyes filled with tears. “Spare me, please!”


    At this moment, Josiah finally regained a bit ofposure. He held him by the cor with one hand,


    asionally loosening his grip. The drunkard’s face was mostly submerged in the water, with bubbles.


    gurgling on the surface.


    He seemed to have timed it perfectly.


    Just a second before the drunkard suffocated, Josiah would lift him again.


    The drunkard coughed violently, his face so wet that it was impossible to distinguish between the water


    and his tears.


    Chapter 241 Does It Smell Good


    “I’m asking you, does it smell good?”


    The drunkard shuddered in fright and nodded hastily. “Y–Yes, it does.”


    Josiah sneered, “Theke water smells good, does it? Then why don’t you go back down and taste


    some more?”


    “No! It doesn’t smell good. It doesn’t smell good at all. It stinks. Please, pull me up first. I’ll make it up to


    you if I’ve offended you. Please! Mm-”


    A ring of bubbles floated up on the surface of the water again.


    It was much less than thest time.


    When the drunkard was dragged out again, he was already unable to utter a word, his face was flushed


    red, and he was having some difficulty breathing.


    Lysanne got up from the ground, ran over, and tugged on Josiah’s sleeve. “Josiah, don’t do this. This is


    a restaurant, and there are many witnesses. If something really happens, you will be held


    responsible…”


    Josiah gave her a cold nce. “It’s not like I didn’t take responsibility when your cousin ran someone


    over.”


    “L…” Lysanne was at a loss for words. “I’m doing this for your own good.”


    “If it’s for my own good, then tell your parents that we’ve long been over and take them back to the


    nursing home. Don’t show up in front of me again.”


    “Josiah…”


    “Get out.”


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