"Here...," said Zi Xingxi pressing an untraceable laser shotgun pistol onto his chest. Zi Han held it with an unfocused gaze staring into the memory of the only conversation he had ever had with his father.
Zi Xingxi wrapped her palm at the back of Zi Han's neck and pulled him close. With their foreheads pressed together, she spoke softly her tone like that of the devil convincing eve that eating that apple will turn her into a god.
The man who had been beaten to the ground kept wailing and begging for mercy while mentioning his children and his charity organization.
Zi Xingxi knew this man was simply trying to get into Zi Han's head so she whispered, "We will take good care of the innocent and punish the wicked. Understood?"
Zi Han understood. He understood everything. Seeing the clarity in his eyes Zi Xingxi's lips quirked up as she smiled evilly.
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