Chapter 440 The man in black frowned, turning his head to scan the surroundings. Everywhere he looked, paths of escape were blocked by onlookers. It was clear; he had becthe prey Tarquin had successfully cornered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Great, just great. When it rains, it pours, doesn't it?" He mocked himself under his breath, then, as if transforming into a different person, his expression suddenly becdark and menacing.
He glared at the gloomy sky, muttering coldly, "Oh, fate, you're really throwing curveballs attoday, huh? Trying to mess up my plans? Ha, you're underestimating me. My fate is my own, not yours to control. No one, except my beloved, can add to my troubles!" After saying that, he closed his eyes, picturing the face and laughter of his beloved, whispering to himself, "One, two, three!" His eyes snapped open, his mood reset. He looked at Tarquin, scoffed twice, and with his hands in his jacket pockets, started walking towards him. Tarquin, unable to hear what he was mumbling, leaned quietly against the car, calmly smoking a cigarette, watching him without a hint of panic. Although he didn't know who the man was, he knew he wasn't just anybody.
When the man stopped a meter away, he bluntly asked, "So, what's this about? You looking to kill or chat?" Tarquin, slightly surprised, narrowed his eyes. He had followed Elliot and Evan here, cornering the man with questions in mind, but hadn't expected him to jump straight to talk of killing.
"Have I wronged you in sway? Why would I need to kill you?" Tarquin retorted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe man in black chuckled, turning the question back, "If there's no beef between us, why corner me? I haven't done anything wrong. I'm one of the good guys." Tarquin flicked his cigarette, "Good guys don't skulk around in the shadows." "Well, by that logic, you're no saint either. You've been sneaking around after two kids tonight, and now you've cornered me," the man shot back.
Tarquin openly admitted, "I've never claimed to be a good guy." "Ah, but see, we differ there. I never claim to be a bad guy." He continued, now seemingly more excited, "Lettell you a secret. I got played by those kids earlier. Right now, I'm as weak as a kitten, no strength to resist at all. You could easily killif you wanted to. What do you think? Tempted?" Tarquin looked at him narrowly, "Looking for an easy way out?" "Ha, everyone dies eventually. Sooner or later, it's all the same. But if I die, your good days are over. Killingwould be like shooting yourself in the foot." Tarquin flicked his cigarette again, scoffing, "So, you're not looking for death, just threateningnot to kill you." "Calling it a reminder, not a threat. Since it's our first official meeting, letgive you a piece of advice: you'll regret it if you kill me. And I don't say that lightly. You really will regret it." Tarquin frowned, sensing there was more to the man's words but unable to decipher them. "Why would I regret killing you?" "Because I'm more important to you than you realize." Tarquin paused, "...And who are you?" The man in black was silent for a few seconds, then cheerfully said, "Looks like you're not here to killtonight. So, we must be here to talk. Thanks to those kids, I'm all out of fight, so I guess I'm at your mercy. But I have one condition: don't ask who I am. Anything else, I'll answer. I know you've got a lot of questions." The more he refused to say, the more Tarquin wanted to know. He replied coldly, "You're in no position to make demands." "Maybe, but I've got the answers you're looking for."
"I'll find out everything I need to know eventually. Right now, just want to know who you are." "Is that what you really want to know?" "Why are you afraid offinding out?" "Not telling you is for your own good. Knowing will only hurt you." Tarquin's gaze turned icy, "Don't worry about me."
With a sigh, the man in black took a few steps forward. Tarquin, thinking O he was about to be attacked, iristinotheextracked thinkin grabbed his wrist.
Instead of resisting, the man lowered his voice and whispered something.
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