Chapter 608: Watching Him Fall in Front of Her


    After that, regardless of what Dalton thinks, Owen directly takes out two bottles of water from the milky


    white stic bag and hands one to Dalton.


    Dalton first nces at Owen, and then slowly takes it. However, Dalton does not rush to unscrew it,


    and his gazends on the bag on the ground.


    Just as Owen is about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly hears Dalton say, "Why did you buy so


    many?"


    Owen is almost choking on the water, and his hands tremble. Owen is at a loss how to answer. He just


    replies, "I''m afraid that we don''t have enough to drink. It saves us the trouble to go to the shop


    repeatedly, which is obtrusive."


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    "Well, you''re quite considerate." Dalton points at the water bottle on the ground and says, "Take them


    out and put them on the corner."


    Owen is extremely reluctant, but he has no choice but to listen to Dalton. Samuel hasn''t returned from


    the shack. Thus, Owen has to put the stic bottles together as slowly as possible.


    Just as he was about to take out more than half of it, a ck shadow suddenly pressed down from


    behind him. Owen was a little distracted, but he didn''te to himself for a while and his neck was


    actually clenched by Dalton.


    Dalton is rtively short. Owen is half a head taller than him. Although he is not as heavy as Dalton,


    Dalton has just injured his finger. Owen grabs Dalton''s arm and turns him around.


    Owen, a twenty-two-year-old boy, is very strong. Dalton notices that he cannot control Owen. When


    thinking that if Owen has gained the upper hand, it will be of no benefit to him, Dalton decides to


    gamble for his life. In a panic, he pulls out the fruit knife from his waist.


    ...


    The dazzling knife ispletely stuck into the flesh, as deep as the width of a palm.


    The pain instantly assaults Owen so that he bends slightly. He looks down and sees that the knife has


    stabbed into his left abdomen. The bright red blood instantly dyes the front of his clothes. It sprays out


    from his blood vessels and quickly coagtes.


    The desire to survive makes him tightly hold onto Dalton''s hand. Unfortunately, this was far from the


    end...


    In the next second, Dalton pulls out his knife and looks at the bloody wound. He does not panic at all.


    Instead, he stabs the knife into Owen''s right abdomen again....


    Dalton repeats mechanically. It''s unknown how many times he stabs Owen. He may do it for a dozen


    times, or maybe two dozen. He doesn''t stop until Owen lies in a pool of blood lifelessly.


    Throughout, Owen doesn''t even have time to let out a mournful cry.


    Is Owen dead?


    Seeing more and more blood flowing to the ground, Dalton is not panicked at all. Instead, he is filled


    with a kind of abnormal excitementing from revenge.


    He throws the knife to the corner of the wall. The originally smooth scabbard is now covered with a


    frightening red.


    Dalton bends down and takes out one bottle of mineral water. He turns one side of the bottle to himself,


    noticing a white lens as big as a nail is stuck on the light blue stic package.


    He smiles. Then he tears off the camera and throws it to the side.


    He raises his foot, and ruthlessly crushes it.


    Owen''s expression ispletely different from before since he returns. He is too young to disguise,


    and his ws attract Dalton''s attention.


    However, Dalton isn''t sure until he sees the camera on the bottle of water. After he confirms, Owen is


    unable to survive.


    ''The police are watching me.''


    Dalton thinks to himself. His gaze bes gloomy. After dealing with the camera, he picks up the


    knife on the ground. Having flicked a nce in the direction where Samuel left, he hides the hand


    holding the knife behind and walks over lightly.


    Samuel has just opened the door of the rough room and the light outside shines in. He quickly finds the


    delicate figure lying on the ground. Eunice is even weaker than yesterday, and her breathing bes


    faint.


    Samuel walks over. Thinking what the police has instructed him to do, he pats Eunice''s face. After


    confirming she is breathing, Samuel feels relieved. Even though she is weak, she is still alive.


    "Wake up." Samuel waves her shoulder and repeats, "Wake up!"


    Eunice feels her cold body is being pushed harder and harder by a pair ofrge hands in her sleep. It


    makes her feel even more ufortable.


    She slowly opens her eyes. Her vision is blurry, and it takes her a while to see the person clearly.


    It is one of the men who attacked her earlier.


    Eunice instinctively bes alert. With bloodshot eyes and sallow skin, she rounds her eyes wide


    open. "What are you doing...?"


    Eunice''s voice is hoarse, much more unpleasant than the duck''s.


    Samuel heaves a sigh of relief when he sees her wake up. He whispers, "Don''t be afraid. I won''t hurt


    you...."


    "Don''te near me!" Eunice curls up. She cannot feel her hands and feet, which has been tied up for


    a long time, because of theck of blood cirction.


    "I won''t touch you. I...." Samuel pauses and lowers his voice once more. "The police are already on the


    lookout. I''m here to help save you!"


    Samuel says this in order to win Eunice''s trust. Meanwhile, he hopes Eunice will speak for him if Dalton


    is arrested in the future. At that time, it may reduce his prison sentences.


    Anyway, he will be caught. So, Samuel tries to reduce the sentence as much as possible.


    Originally, he just ns to make some money and runs away. He doesn''t want to spend the rest of his


    life in prison.


    Hearing Samuel mentions the police, Eunice finally returns to her senses. She looks at Samuel and


    suddenly nces behind him. With a gloomy face, she says immediately, "I don''t want to hear you


    speak. Get out!"


    There is fear and vignce in Eunice''s eyes, but it is more of an indescribable warning.


    Unfortunately, Samuel doesn''t understand this ''prompt''. His attention ispletely focused on Eunice.


    From what Eunice says, he thinks that she doesn''t trust him. Then he continues, "What I said is the


    truth. I saw the police this morning. They have already arrived at the foot of the mountain. As long as


    you cooperate with me...."


    "How should she cooperate with you?" Before Samuel finishes, a hoarse and horrible voice suddenly


    sounds behind him.


    Samuel''s body instantly stiffens like a rock. In the next second, he turns around as fast as he can.


    Unfortunately, even so, he is still toote....


    Eunice watches Dalton inserts the bright knife into Samuel''s chest. Dalton is short, so he has to raise


    his hand.


    Eunice has never seen such an expression before in her life. Dalton''s ferocious face is filled with


    terrifying cruelty. His eyes only reveal abnormal and inhumane pleasure.


    Eunice sees Samuel copse. Then, Dalton, on a pair of dusty sneakers, walks up to


    her....