PS: To all the readers using mobile platforms, let me clarify: I did update my novel yesterday, but the mobile platform didn't keep up. So please don't think that I didn't update.
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Listening to Chekhov's words and seeing his crazy smile in his mind, Steen pulled out his gun in a rush, but he chose not to shoot.
Because, he knew, Chekhov was his only bargaining chip against Chen Fan!
"Alice, let this miserable worm taste what is worse than death, but remember...don't kill him!" Steen gave an order to Alice, unwillingly putting away his gun with a gloomy expression.
Without replying, Alice, with her silver hair, emotionlessly rushed to Chekhov's side, swung her leg, and kicked in between Chekhov's legs!
"Ouch!"
Chekhov bent in agony like a shrimp, and his screams resonated throughout the manor.
"Ah ha, bitch, do you want to keep rolling in the bed with your Uncle Chekhov?" Chekhov laughed after his grimace.
