"Hold back a bit, don't kill them." Elijah Flack reminded.
Quine Heninger nodded, watching Elijah turning away, he leaped onto the opposite roof to observe the movement in the villa, then hiding his tracks.
His eyes were cold and full of thick killing intent.
If it wasn't for Elijah stopping him, he would have killed all these scum, but he had to bear with them for Xaviera's sake.
Damn irritating!
Quine Heninger flicked his wrist, holding a thin silver needle between his fingertips. With a squint in his eyes, he suddenly shot the needle out when no one noticed.
"Ah! It hurts! What is that?!" Adrian Campbell's painful cry came from inside the house.
...
On the other side, Xaviera answered Jeremy Campbell's call, her face cold. Yigol Mamet, noticing the strange atmosphere, was too scared to speak, and Lucky Mamet obediently lay on the ground.
A moment later, she finally sighed helplessly: "Mr. Campbell, what's the meaning of this?"
