章 911: The Way to Wash His Hands Of the Crime

Sheyan remained calm as Aziz walked over. He sat on a bench by the sea while comfortably placing both hands behind his head, smiling at Aziz.

When Aziz walked past Sheyan, he did not stop. Instead, he remarked coldly without sparing a glance at Sheyan:

"You are my prey, so stay alive. Wait for the moment when my bullet penetrates your skull! I'm not going to babysit you forever."

Sheyan smiled without saying anything. He knew that, for fanatics like Aziz, the best way to refute him was not with words but with cold, hard facts! But when Aziz had walked 20 meters away, Sheyan suddenly said:

"Hey, Aziz, who do you think is more powerful, Zeus or me?"