Chapter 127
Blood gushed out from Danton’s mouth and spilled everywhere.
Dora screamed and backed away from this horrible scene.
She saw something dropped to the ground.
It took her a second to realize that it was half of Danton’s tongue.
Danton’s knees sunk to the floor. He covered his bleeding mouth with both of his hands and made a muffled cry.
Janet grabbed his hair, forcing him to look up.
“It fucking hurts, doesn’t it?” she asked with a freezing smile on her lips, “But have you ever considered how painful your victims were?”
Danton glared at her, his eyes bloodshot.
Janet let out a low chuckle, “Oh I forgot. You lost your tongue. You can’t talk.”
Danton struggled. A hoarse groan came from his throat.
Although it didn’t sound like a human’s voice anymore, Janet still recognized that he was calling Andre’s name.
Janet snorted and looked to her side, “Andre, he is calling for you.”
Andre walked over slowly.
His face was pale. When he saw Danton’s face covered in blood, his breathing quickened.
Danton reached out a hand to him, mumbling out a few words with his injured mouth, “…H…Help…”
Andre grabbed his hand and looked down at him, “You want me to help you, father?”
Danton nodded eagerly.
A cold gleam appeared in Andre’s eyes.
He tightened his grip on Danton’s hand.
Then with one hard twist, he snapped Danton’s arm right off making a crisp sound!
Danton howled in pain and was crushed to the ground.
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‘Are you seriously asking for my help?! After everything that you have done to me?” he hissed, his face full of hatred. “How many times have I begged you to let me go? Huh? Have you answered my pleading for one fucking time? Now this is my revenge! MY FUCKING REVENGE!”
Danton’s chest rose and fell rapidly in shock and rage.
He glared at Andre as though it was the first time that he realized that his son was not all as docile and obedient as he thought.
But that realization came in a little too late.
“Watch out, Andre!” Janet cried abruptly.
Danton caught Andre’s throat with his intact hand and tackled Andre to the ground. He was like one cornered beast, in pain but fiercer than ever.
Andre was shoved to the ground. Danton jumped onto him and buried his face to Andre’s throat.
His wolf fangs stuck out. He was going to rip Andre’s throat apart!
At that split of a second, Janet pounced on Danton’s back and wrapped her arms around his neck. She tightened her arms with her whole night.
Danton was forced to throw his head to the back, his eyes gazing into the air, his face red in the lack of air.
It was a tough fight. Janet didn’t have her wolf to help her. So she was basically competing against a full-grown man in her human form, which was tough.
She could feel Danton’s muscle bulge. He was trying everything he could to escape this death trap.
She couldn’t fully suffocate him, and it was getting harder and harder for her to keep him in her arms-
BANG!
A wine bottle was crushed on Danton’s head.
Danton’s eyes were rolled to the back. He crushed to the ground and passed out.
Janet sank to the floor, panting roughly. She looked up and found that it was Dora who hit Danton with that bottle.
“Good job,” she complimented.
Dora replied with a sheepish smile.
Andre shoved Danton’s heavy body to the side and crawled up. He hurried to the corner and pulled out a box from underneath the tablecloth.
It was a box full of drugs.
Andre took out an injector and measured the amount, “OK. I am going to give him 15
grams of this, which is the lethal dose for a man of his size.”
“Are you sure it is enough to kill him?” Janet asked. “We don’t want him to wake later and accuse us of murdering.”
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“Positive.”
Andre rolled up Danton’s sleeve. Yet before he sunk the needle underneath Danton’s skin, he took one quick glance at Dora.
“What is wrong?” Janet asked.
“She shouldn’t be here,” Andre said sullenly. “She is not part of the plan. Yet now
A deadly silence fell upon them, with Andre and Dora staring at each other.
Andre looked away first.
He picked up the injector again and slowly injected the drugs into Danton’s veins.
There was a short pause.
Danton took a sharp inhale and snapped his eyes open abruptly. His body started to squirm. His eyes bulging. He was foaming at the mouth.
Janet watched his reaction closely, “How long will this process take?”
“Normally about one or two minutes. Then he will be dead as hell,” Andre checked his watch.
Janet nodded.
Yet just then, they heard footsteps coming from outside and it was quickly approaching their tent!
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The three of them exchanged a panicked look.
Who was coming over at this hour?
Janet quickly grabbed a pillow and muffled Danton’s face with it, in case he made any sound.
Right at this moment, she heard a familiar voice across the door, “Danton, are you asleep yet?”
It was Lance!
Fuck!
Andre’s face turned pale instantly. He looked at Janet and mouthed her: What should we do?
Janet shook her head, gesturing him to hold still.
“Danton?” Lance asked again, “Are you in there? Mind if I come in?”
Janet gave a small nod at Andre and Andre answered hastily, “M-My King, father was exhausted and had turned in already. Sorry.”
“At this hour?” Lance sounded suspicious.
“Y-Yeah…He was worn out by the girls.”
“Bullshit. Don’t fucking fool me, Andre.” Lance chuckled, “I am coming in.”
A deathly panic seized their hearts.
…What the fuck should they do now?!