Angela was furious: "I told you that little monk had issues, what kind of temple is this, even the monks are so greedy."
"Maxwell Saxon, what exactly do you want?"
The pool of bright red blood on the ground was so glaring that it made Scarlett Yates feel a bit dizzy and somewhat frightened.
She never thought Maxwell Saxon would still be in Z City.
Ian Douglas said he would deal with him, and she thought he would have found a way to escape Z City by now.
But his guts surely were big, bigger than she could imagine.
Could it be that he truly feared nothing?
"What I want to do, haven't you always known?" He smiled, stepping closer to her, one step at a time.
The gun in his hand hadn't been put away, still held by him, with the sunlight streaming in through the window, reflecting off the gun's body with a layer of cold glint.
