Chapter 96: Collapse
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A warm liquid exploded on the side of Purple Sumrs’ face.
She saw a blurry mass of flesh fly off. There wasn’t enough ti to look more before the sticky substance got on her eyelashes – wet, hot, and raw.
The captor behind her crashed to the ground. Staggering, Purple wiped her face.
…Her hand was sared with bloody and white brain matter.
He had blown up the man’s eyeball and splattered her face with his brain matter.
Her face was covered in the brain matter of the dead man! It even got on her lips!
Purple couldn’t take it anymore and threw up against the tree trunk behind her.
She vomited until her stomach cramped; tears stread down her face.
The gunshots had stopped at so point. The man ca up behind her, gently stroking her back, and cooed, “It’s over, it’s all over…”
Over? Dead bodies lay all around them, and he said it was over?!
Purple didn’t want to be touched by this harbinger of death, but she was too weak to swat his hand away.
Alexander Sumrs fired a few more shots at the dead body on the ground.
He had mutilated the man’s face, which was now an unrecognizable mix of sticky blood and brain matter resembling tofu pudding. The eyeball was hanging out of its socket and trembling from the bullet’s impact – it was a comical sight that was also extrely terrifying.
Purple couldn’t bear to watch the grueso scene anymore. She practically shouted, “He’s already dead!”
So, please stop doing such sick things, alright!
“I know.” Alexander put away his gun, speaking with a soft yet deep voice, “This is a rule. We make it impossible to identify the face to protect their families.”
Those who chose this profession usually severed all family connections to prevent trouble for their loved ones. Being associated with their criminal relative was bad enough, let alone the possibility of retaliation from past enemies.
Purple didn’t know what to think.
Did his desecration of the dead man’s face count as a good deed?!
She turned her face away and took a deep breath. Not wanting to take in the horrifying sight, she was unfortunately greeted by the sll of fresh blood…
Her stomach churned, but she couldn’t throw up anymore. Dry heaves wracked her body, only intensifying her nausea.
This assault had only lasted a few minutes, but it was an experience Purple would never forget.
All the assassins targeting Alexander had been killed, and two of his n had also lost their lives. Zack Wallace was now making arrangents.
Seeing how they acted with such calm expertise, she realized that assassination was an everyday occurrence for them.
Howard Family was really a notorious cri syndicate. However, in recent years, due to the legalization of gambling business, the Howard Family’s casinos proliferated, and they gradually whitewashed their so-called gang, turning it into the famous Howard Group.
No matter how much they tried to whitewash, the roots of the Howard Family would always be black! As long as Alexander worked for them, he inevitably had to kill people. Today’s events could potentially beco common in the future.
On the other hand, if the Howard Corporation wanted to target soone, there was no way to escape.
Purple’s heart sank even lower…
Alexander carried her back to his vehicle.
Purple’s pink Humr was riddled with bullets. It was practically destroyed and could no longer be driven.
Her beloved car, newly acquired, was destroyed because of Alexander.
But Purple didn’t even have it in her to protest.
She sat blankly in Alexander’s embrace, displaying an almost vacant expression.
Alexander seed to want to comfort her. He kissed her forehead and cheeks, gently caressing her stiff limbs.
However, his efforts brought no comfort.
She felt Alexander’s lips brush against hers and rembered the bloody ss on her face. Her face turned even paler, and she felt sick!
His kiss, how was it different from consuming blood and marrow!
“Stop it!” Purple cried out in desperation.
She had had enough!
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