It was scary when you didn't know who your opponent was, but that didn't apply to Sebastian.
Although I knew him very well, I could never imagine how twisted and sinister his mind was.
"Sir, how should we deal with this guy?" As she spoke, Rachel rubbed her knife against Irvin's neck. Her face was filled with excitement and anticipation to draw blood.
It turned out that Rachel was Sebastian's subordinate. In this way, those weird things she had said to me started to make sense.
Hearing this, Sebastian walked over and stopped half a step away from us. After a few seconds of silence, he kicked Irvin to the ground.
Sebastian seemed to have gotten stronger during his time abroad. Irvin fell to the ground and was dragged for some distance before he hit a wall, and stopped.
"I've given you a chance. Why didn't you cherish it?" Sebastian put his hands on his knees, bent over and looked at Irvin up and down as if he was observing a prey, "You have the audacity to go after my woman. What do you think I should do with you..."
Leaning against the wall, Irvin looked defiant, but he could not say a single word. It seemed that he was terrified of Sebastian.
"Sir, don't dirty your hands. Leave it to me." Rachel volunteered.
It seemed that Rachel wanted Irvin's life more than Sebastian.
Sebastian looked at Irvin and then gave me a sideways glance. After thinking for a while, he simply said, "Forget it, lock him up first. He is still useful."
"But, sir..." Rachel obviously had something to say.
Sebastian didn't give her a chance to finish. Instead, he shot her a cold look and asked, "Are you questioning my decision?"
"No, I dare not." Rachel lowered her head and immediately apologized. "I will do as you say."
After that, she turned around and walked out of the room. When she returned, she was followed by two armed foreign men with guns, who carried Irvin out between them.
When they turned around, Irvin gave me a strange look, but he was soon dragged away.
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