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Chloe Bishop's expression hardened. She yanked the dagger out of Leo's palm, and he screamed again, cursing nonstop. "b***h, I'll kill you... I'll kill you..." Liam's face had gone completely cold, murderous intent flickering in his eyes. "You're asking for death." Catching Liam's meaning, Tyler Jones—radiating bloodlust—began walking toward Leo. But before he could reach him, a handful of salt was flung onto Leo's wound. "AHHHHH—" This time, Leo writhed on the ground in agony. The fat man and the scrawny thug trembled even harder, sweat pouring down their faces like rain. Chloe Bishop crouched down beside Leo, pressing the sharp tip of her dagger against his throat. With a slight push, the blade pierced in. Feeling the knife slowly sink into his neck, Leo was driven to madness. Onl

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