Jarvis's legs kicked wildly, his face completely engorged with blood, his eyeballs bulging out. His hands clutched desperately at Xiao Chen's wrists, trying to pry them open.
But Xiao Chen's murderous intent was resolute; how could he possibly let this man pry his hands apart?
Soon, Jarvis's movements grew weaker and weaker, while the fear in his eyes became increasingly obvious.
Finally, Jarvis's body went limp in Xiao Chen's hands, his head lulled to one side, and he fell silent.
Xiao Chen tossed Jarvis's body aside without a second glance.
Jarvis had to die!
Because of his personality...
He could not be left alive!
This man was full of ambition, but of course, Xiao Chen didn't dislike ambitious men; after all, without ambition, one wouldn't strive.
Just like Gamelio, he was ambitious too, yet Xiao Chen was willing to help him.
The reason was simple; Gamelio had principles.
Or one could say, he was smart.
