Chapter 139
Just then, Sebastian pushed forward with his palm, causing the bullet to ricochet back instantly.
There was a loud “bang” as Charles‘ head burst open like a watermelon struck by a bullet, creating a gruesome scene too horrifying to watch..
A stunned silence descended.
The onlookers‘ expressions mirrored pure terror, surpassing even the fear one might feel at encountering a ghost.
One by one, a domino effect of tear gripped them. The first fell to their knees with a heavy thud, then another, and another, until the entire room was a sea of trembling supplicants.
They all felt the primal, chilling dread of confronting something beyond human.
Sebastian appeared to them not as a man at this moment, but as a god of deaths.
They had thought Charles to be very powerful, possessing a specially made pistol that could kill a grandmaster.
Yet, he was killed in a single move by Sebastian, a feat beyond human capability,
Sebastian approached Sabrina, who nearly wet herself in fear.
“Mercy, my lord, all of this was Mr. Sullivan’s… ah, Charles‘ idea, it had nothing to do with me!” Sabrina pleaded desperately, her arrogance completely gone.
“You and Charles planned this together. So, you too shall share the blame,” Sebastian said coldly.
“No! Please spare me, I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Oh? Anything?” Sebastian asked, intrigued.
“yes, I’ll make sure you’re very satisfied,” she responded, assuming Sebastian wanted something sexual.
She clung to his leg immediately, trying to climb up
Despite being nearly thirty, Sabrina still maintained her charms, presenting an alluring figure.
Suddenly, Sebastian lifted his foot and pinned her hand to the ground.
“Ah!” Sabrina screamed in pain.
“Still trying to seduce me? Do you think you’re worthy? Sebastian sneered.
“I won’t dare anymore, please spare me,” Sabrina begged, her voice strained with pain as if her hand might snap at any moment.
behave yourself, or you’ll end up like Charles,” Sebastian said.
“I’ll spare you this time. From now on,
Anxiety hung heavy outside Night Realm Karaoke. Jenny and Hannah exchanged worried glances at the closed door.
“Jenny, do you think he can make it out alive? Hannah asked anxiously.
“Maybe,” Jenny replied with uncertainty, though she knew the chances of Sebastian coming out alive were almost zero.
She wouldn’t have cared about Sebastian’s fate before, but now he was in danger because he tried to save her.
If something happened to him, she would feel guilty.
Harrison approached and said, “You can’t imagine how powerful Mr. Sullivan is. That guy is definitely dead.”
Ryan nodded in agreement. “That’s right. He’s definitely going to die a horrible death.”
“He was so strong, maybe he can make it out,” Hannah retorted, somewhat defiantly
“If he does, I’ll let him use my head like a soccer ball!” said Harrison.
Ryan, not to be outdone, said, “And if he does, I’ll stand on my head and eat shit!”
